Sneak Peak – Afternoon Tea by L.M. Mountford

Well it’s been a while since I last posted actually content, so just for your eyes only and as a special thank you to all my fb friends who have been supporting my meagre efforts, here is a sneak peak of my upcoming WIP – Afternoon Tea, planned for release this Christmas (with that in mind i may change a few things to make this more seasonal).




Afternoon Tea

By L.M. Mountford

The sizes were not quite exact. There were flecks of jam dotted here and there. And some of the butter cream had spilled over the edge when they’d been pressed together; but all in all, she doubted she had ever made a finer batch of Viennese Whirls.

“Now that’s what I call a proper tea time treat.” Beaming, Ashley  turned her eyes up from the biscuits to face the bank of webcams on the other side of her kitchen. There were six in-all. Each strategically arranged on a collapsible rigging to provide the best shots of the long island worktop. The cams buzzed with life, their inbuilt motion sensors detecting her motion and refocusing. “And these are great for sharing with friends over a brew, or if you just fancy something to nibble on as you go about the house.”

It was a loosely rehearsed speech she’d been agonising over all morning. A mesh of facts, quips and banter she devised before any show to pick and mix as she saw fit in the moment and, coupled with her delicate beauty, pouting lips and soft emerald eyes framed by honey blond tresses, helped to endear her to her audience.

With a twist of her lips that boarded on devilish, she plucked a biscuit from the plate and like a connoisseur pondering and savouring a fine vintage, exaggerated a long, deep breath. There was very little of the freshly baked aroma. It had been all but spent in the time it had taken her to perform the delicate operation to cream and sandwich the two biscuits together. Fortunately, the treats were still warm and the fruity bouquet of strawberry and blackberry jams wafting round her nostrils was more than enough incentive to have her sighing a low, delectable sound for the cameras. As dad says, what the eyes don’t see the chief gets away with.

Biscuit crumbled as she bit into it, cream coating her tongue. Though the measurements she’d quoted for the camera were the generic quantities, this recipe was one of her own. And it was very nice, but there was too much butter. Nearly there, she observed while chewing, maybe swap 20gs of butter for sugar, with perhaps two teaspoons of cinnamon to compliment the buttercream.  There was still plenty of time. Her new book’s deadline wasn’t until the beginning of May, that still gave her two months to work out all the little kinks.

She swallowed, plush pink tongue darting out to collect any lingering traces of the buttercream. “Like most cakes these are best eaten on the day you make them but will last for two or three more if properly stored.” As she spoke, she placed the half-eaten biscuit onto a piece of folded kitchen paper, then reached underneath to trigger the remote control hidden underneath, activating the cam’s shutoff timer.

30, 29,28… Mentally mirroring the countdown, she continued, carefully picking up the plate of Viennese whirls and holding it up for the cameras to focus on. She pulled a broad smile, praying there weren’t crumbs in her teeth “Make that special person in your life a few of these and they’ll be putty in your hands.” 17,16,15… “But I’m afraid that’s all for today my lovelies.”11,10,9… “Thanks for tuning in and until next week, I’m Ashley  Hart and this is-” The signoff died on her lips, her smile dropping. “What? No!”

It didn’t make sense. She stared at the camera rigging, not entirely sure what she was seeing. Then it clicked, and she only wanted to scream. She wanted to scream and cry and ball her fists and hit something like a toddler throwing a temper tantrum, and it was all she could do to place the plate of bisects back onto the island, be it not as delicately as the crookery warranted. It wasn’t fair. Why couldn’t anything go the way she wanted, instead of all just crashing down around her head?

A second. Damnit, that was all she’d needed, one second. Just one more damn itsy-bitzy teeny-weeny second. Instead, the cams had cut out a full five second’s too early, effectively cutting her off mid exit.

 “For Fuck sake!” she cursed, slapping her hands down on the counter hard enough to send stinging barbs zipping through her palms. Angry tears burned the corners of her eyes. This was why she hated prerecording shows. An entire morning’s work, ruined.

She most of accidentally changed back to the factory setting while redirecting the feed without realising.

On any other day, the cams would have live streamed a hi-definition visual and audio feed directly to her website. Today however she had redirected the footage to her laptop for storage. It gave her a peace of mind to know she had an emergency show on hand, an insurance policy against one of life’s unforeseen, and unavoidable, eventualities rearing its ugly head and throwing a spanner in her works. She’d been meaning to do one for a while and, after that debacle this morning, it had been all she could think to do. After all, things couldn’t exactly get any worse.

And it had all started so perfectly…


Humming the jaunty tune of Game of Throne’s The Bear and the Maiden Fair, Ashley  could barely contain her self-congratulatory grin as she rolled the sizzling sausages over the lip of the frying pan onto an almost bursting plate of bacon and eggs. Mmm…Garrick’s going to love these.

So far, everything was going to plan. She’d woken up an hour early, quickly turned off the alarm clock so it wouldn’t wake her sleeping husband, then gone around the house unplugging all the phones for good measure. After a quick shower that was sure to be a personal record breaker and dressed in nothing but her fluffy pink dressing gown, her hair tightly wrapped in a towel, she’d slipped downstairs and into the kitchen to prepare her man’s favourite breakfast in bed.

This, however, was just the first of the surprises she had prepared for him today and the thought of what awaited made it impossible to restrain her grin.

Steam billowed up with an angry hiss as she dunked the pan into the sink but Ashley  was already pouring two glasses of orange juice, anticipation coiling around her belly. So much was riding on today, and it had been so long since they’d had breakfast together, she felt like a girl on Christmas morning just counting down the minutes until she can open her presents.

Placing the glasses on either side of the plate, she carefully picked up the serving tray and carried it round the island, out the kitchen, through the hall and up the stairs. At the top of the stairs and the first on the rght, their bedroom door was just as she’d left it, closed but not entirely shut. Somehow managing to balance the tray with one hand, she gave the door just enough of a push to open a gap wide enough to slip through then nudged it closed behind her with a nudge of her heel.

Garrick was still asleep. Stretched languorously across the bed, lying on his front with his legs on his side and his face half buried in his wife’s pillows with inky strands of sleep tousled hair fanned out across relaxed, classily handsome features, he resembled a great lion stretched across a rock. A powerful beast wrapped in human skin, lord of all he surveyed and sheer force of nature, now at deceptive peace, sleeping off a long night’s hunting.

Well aware he slept naked, hot tingling feelings shot out from her core as she placed the breakfast down on their chest of draws, her eyes roaming over the great heap in the comforter that was all that barred him from her voyeur delights, her mind swimming with thoughts of just how she might wake him. Her mouth began to water when she paused over the curve his butt and couldn’t help picturing his thick veiny cock pressed between him and the mattress, swollen and engorged, the head glistening with precum just begging to be licked. Garrick was by nature a heavy sleeper and after his long spell of late nights, she might have to pay him special lip service.

He must have gotten back very late last night. Usually she would wait up for him whenever he was running late, but since all the trouble with Natural Beauty began, Garrick had been forced to stay on later and later. After a week of these, her husband had finally told her to just go to bed if he wasn’t home by ten.  It was with great reluctance that she’d agreed, but only after she’d fallen asleep on the sofa while waiting for him two days in a row and been too groggy to perform her show the next day, and she never went to bed without leaving his dinner out and ready to go in the oven beside a loving note and explicit instructions on how to cook it. Alpha male or not, no one fucked with her kitchen.

“Morning sleepy head.” Careful to keep her voice soft to avoid waking him too suddenly, she bent down to place a soft kiss on his brow. “Rise and shi-ahhh!”

In the time it took for one sleep-hazed emerald eye to flicker open, a long chiselled arm snapped out from under the covers to hook her waist and drag her in. The world spun. Softness rushed up to meet her back. Then Garrick was on her, caging her, his lips smothering her surprised squeak.

There was nothing slow in the kiss. Nothing sluggish or tentative. Garrick kissed her hard. His lips firm and unyielding against hers, urging hers open. Then his tongue was inside, drinking her in with deep sweeping licks that were just the right blend of playful and dominating to have every nerve in her body tingling, and it was all Ashley could do not to melt beneath him.

No, this wasn’t how this was supposed to go. Somewhere on the fringes of her increasingly foggy consciousness, A small part of her wanted to push him away and desperately willed her arms to do something, anything other than wrap around him. It wasn’t fair. He needed to suffer for all he’d put her through. She needed to resist, to push him off, quickly, before…

A throaty purr mewed from her throat when Garrick found her tongue, first flicking the tip then sliding over and under, mimicking the lick that never failed to make her cum.

No man should be allowed to kiss like this. How was she supposed to resist him when one kiss could turn her knees to jelly?

God damn him, this wasn’t a kiss. It was seduction. Sheer toe curling seduction; and Ashley couldn’t stop herself from giving in, her eyes growing heavy as her core throbbed with each sweep of his tongue. All protests were forgotten in the haze fogging her thoughts, her world dissolving around the hard, gloriously male body caging her to the bed.  Then there was only the now, the moment, them together at last. Suddenly Ashley couldn’t remember why she’d wanted to stop. She only wanted her husband

Her surrender came out in a breathy moan. Shoving one hand through his cropped hair while the other grabbed his arse, she kissed him back, matching each stroke of his tongue with one of her own like dancers falling into step, slipping into a familiar rhythm that seemed to invoke a storm of pure sexual energy inside her. It wasn’t enough. Nowhere near enough.

She was drowning in him, in the very best of ways. His flavour, the scent of his skin and the warmth of his presence, it enveloped her, cocooned her, flooding her every sense until even his very proximity was an aphrodisiac.

Needing him closer, her spine curled and she clung to Garrick with a desperate passion, crushing herself to him and refusing to let go.  Heat licked along her abdomen and up her belly, making her breasts feel heavy and sensitive, her already firm nipples tightening to stiff peaks that ached for attention as they dragged over his skin through the silk. The tease of friction served only to wet her appetite, making the pulsing between her thighs grow so prominent she couldn’t help wriggling beneath him in a desperate search for…. oh god!


Every Dog Has His Day

Every Dog Has His Day
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon and I am not making a profit from this work.
Tai Ukora groaned as he sipped the last dregs of his coffee, the bitter taste flooding his aching body with fresh life. Athlete or not, he was always felt drained after a hard session on the practice track.
Done with the emptied mug, he placed it back down on the table top before leaning back in his chair and letting his eyes fall closed in mock sleep. The Fruits Parlor Crown café was unusually busy and he could easily overhear the louder patrons’ conversations as they rang out all around him. At the table to his right, a girl was blubbering about some wannabe supermodel she considered ‘dreamy’while somewhere further ahead, a group were discussing the latest Sailor V videogame as if it were the Arc of the Covenant. For his part, Tai had never understood why so many people found the franchise so entertaining; adequate CGI and a mildly coherent pot were hardly much of an enticement after experiencing the raw terror of a real Youma attack.
“Would you like another refill Tai?” A sweet voiced angel suddenly asked, causing Tai to look up in surprise and find Elizabeth Hanford standing over him. Her thick locks of rich auburn hair cascading down her shoulders as her twinkling emerald green eyes seemed to sparkle as she looked at him. 
“Yes please Lizzie.” He said, smiling fondly as he handed her the empty cup and discreetly watched as she walked through the maze of people to the serving counter, unable to resist admiring the way her fully rounded buttocks curved with her every step she took beneath those form hugging skinny jeans. Having known Elizabeth since their formative, childhood years, Tai was always able to appreciate and admire the way her graceful form had developed beyond the boundaries of a skinny bookworm. It was just a shame she had to always hide it behind that blasted apron…
“Excuse me, you’re Tai Ukora right?”
At the sound of someone saying his name, the teen turned his away from the waitress to a find another girl standing over him; he must have been so transfixed that he hadn’t noticed her approaching. And when he saw who it was, he realised he must have been damn well staring because if Elizabeth ‘Lizzie’ Hanford was an angel, than this creature was undoubtedly a devil, a devil who was as sexy as hell!
Timandra Turner, a recent transfer student from England; was quite unlike any girl Tai had ever known. Her waves of raven-black hair framed her features perfectly, contrasting nicely with her milky-complexion but taking none of the mystery away from her brightly burning azure eyes as they shone like blue fire in her depths. Her nails were painted with black nail-polish and she was dressed in a strikingly provocative outfit that barely showed any trace of modesty. Her black cropped shirt was all but over spilling with her ample bosom and her leather mini skirt was so short she’d only have to bend over for him to be treated to a glimpse of those full buttocks. A lose leather jacket framed her shoulders and although she barely stood at 5ft.6, her high heeled boots gave her the additional four inches to meet his level.
“Oh…err hi Timandra.” Tai whispered, not exactly sure what to make of the girl’s surprise appearance. It couldn’t have been a coincidence, the crown was too far away from school for just any student to wander in at random, she must have been there for a reason and he was already curious as to what it might be. In the weeks since her arrival, he’d barely shared twenty words with the girl and yet there had been something that almost seemed to be drawing his eyes towards her, making him search out every classroom for any hint of her presence. Perhaps it was because she was such an enigma that he couldn’t help himself.
She smiled at his words, but not the sweet, innocent kind of smile that Elizabeth so often gave him. No, this was the smile a lioness might show before she pounced on the unsuspecting Zebra, the smile of a hunter who’d set eyes on its prey, and it caused a shiver to travel down Tai’s spine to the place that rested between his legs where all sorts of treacherous demon’s dwelled. She sat at his table without waiting for his invitation, taking the cushioned seat on the opposite side of the table so that she was facing him.
“I was watching you run today.” She said, the words rolling off her tongue like silk as she fixed her eyes on him. “Your form is quite impressive; you were easily the best runner on the team.”
“…err Thanks.” Tai whispered, not quite sure how he should take the compliment. He was fully aware he was the best runner, but something in her unusually bright azure depths told there was more to the words than what would first appear.
“But it made me wonder, are you as proficient in all things as you are on the track?”
The athlete could only look at her stunned disbelief, his mouth hanging almost agape as his mind reeled with what she had said. Could she really be asking him what he thought she was? Was she really so blatantly forward as to ask him about his sexual performance in public…
“Here is your coffee Tai.” Elizabeth announced as she returned to the table with a steaming mug of coffee, her face alight with her usual cheery smile. However, that smile wavered for a moment when she noticed Timandra. “Oh…hello, I’m Elizabeth and I’ll be your waitress today. Are you ready to order or would you rather a menu?” She was able to keep her tone casual but Tai couldn’t help noticing an aggressive undertone to his friend’s voice as she addressed the girl.
“Hmm…no thanks, I already know what I want.” Timandra replied, not taking her eyes off Tai as she answered the question. It was hard to tell whether or not she had recognised the hostility in Lizzie’s voice, she carried such a self-righteous air about her that the athlete couldn’t read her character at all and somehow, he didn’t think he wanted to. Some mysteries were better left unsolved.
Appearing somewhat affronted, Elizabeth lingered only long enough to fix the opposing girl with a malicious look that seemed sharper than any knife could ever hope to be, and then she was gone, lost in the growing crowd without so much as a look back. Tai didn’t know why but he felt hurt by her leaving in such a manner, it was the first time Lizzie had ever refused to acknowledge him with a farewell before continuing on with her work and the experience left him feeling knotted.
“So tell me Tai, what did you think of today’s biology lecture?” Timandra asked, her wet tongue running over her painted upper lip as she continued to fix her eyes on him.
“…Err…yea it was ok…”Tai stammered as he came back to the present, turning away from where ‘Lizzie’ had been to look at Timandra. Her unwavering gaze was starting to make him feel like a piece of meat on a butcher’s table, yet the sight of her flawless pale skin and less than half covered cleavage was also causing another part of him to awaken and he was growing all the more aware of how constricting his school trousers had become.
“Oh really, you think so? I found it fascinating and the professor’s accent is so easy to understand; perhaps I’m finally getting the hang of the Japanese language.” He found it hard not to snigger as she said this, although the transfer student had been telling everyone she’d come to Tokyo to improve her oriental languages, she had been speaking the language fluently, without even the slightest trace of an accent, ever since she arrived at school. Truly it was as is had been immersed in the oriental tongue from an early age, if not all her life.  “Though I must confess, I’ve been looking through the homework we were set and I’m having some trouble understanding it. I had thought to translate it but when I saw you setting here, I realised you would be the perfect person to help me. Would you mind?”
“I…Guess that would be alright…” He said, though if truth were told he was not entirely sure what he was agreeing to, only that some part of him dearly wished to remain in her company. “Which part are you having trouble with?” His question made her smile widen.
“Why the section on the male anatomy…”
The door to Timandra’s apartment slammed shut with a booming force that seemed to rock the walls but neither of the teens could have cared less. Taken by a sudden desire to devour the life from this girl, Tai seized her arms and crushed her against the door before leaning down and capturing her lips in a fierce embrace that seemed to take the breath from her lungs. She moaned lowly at the contact and his tongue swept inside the depths of her mouth to claim her tongue in a dance of seduction.
She answered the embrace with surprising ferocity, her hands moving deftly to clutch his hair as her tongue swirled around his before diving into the depths of his mouth. However Tai wasn’t about to give in without a fight and slanting his mouth over hers for a deeper penetration, he pushed the leather jacket off her shoulders before coiling his arms around her slim waist. His large body kept her held captive against the door and he took delicious pleasure in rolling his hips, pressing the bulge of his aching erection against the damp heat of her sex. The contact made her moan a sound so primal that the athlete almost didn’t believe it could have come from this small creature in his arms.
Taken by pleasure, she arched against him, pressing her heavy breasts into his hard chest and couldn’t resist the urge to touch them.  With feather like caresses, his hands skimmed up over her ribs to claim the full weight of her bosom through her cropped top. To his delight he found that she wasn’t wearing a bra and her nipples were already as hard as pebbles and poking through the fabric in her excitement. She gasped into his mouth when he rolled his thumb over the bud and he could feel the shudder than ran through her as her knees began to go weak.
Distantly, he can feel her mumbling some gaggle of incoherent speech but he was too lost in his own lust to care. Hot and burning like the summer’s sun, he began kneading her soft orbs while battling her writhing tongue in the silky depths of her mouth. However he wanted more and as his lungs began to burn for want of oxygen, he took the opportunity to break the kiss and cast his eyes around Timandra’s flat.
It was a very small flat; little more than a grade up from a studio, and had been decorated in hues of mocha and beige. One corner had been set aside for a kitchen and dining area, a mix of cabinets and apparatuses all set around a table and chairs, while the remaining space was dominated by a pair of what looked like Oak style-shaker book cases that had been filled with a randomised selection of books that appeared to vary quite widely in subject matter, A study desk with a laptop already set up, and a large but rather warn leather sofa. Out of the corner of his eye he could make out two doors that would probably lead into the bathroom and bedroom and for a moment Tai considered taking her there, but by the way his erection was beginning to hurt, he doubted he’d be able to make it so instead he set his sights on the sofa.
With a growl, he swooped down and captured Timandra’s lips in a fierce kiss as he all but swung her around and began backing her towards the furniture. Forceful and demanding, he pushed her back when her knees collided with the seats side and she toppled over and fell onto the worn leather with a cry of surprise. Tai was on her in seconds.
Trapping her beneath him, he leant down and laid a fiery trail of nips and kisses along her neck, causing the gothic temptress to shudder and moan while her painted nails ran the broad scape of his back. Want and desire burned like a fire in his loins as his powerful hands pushed her top up past her ribs and over the swells of her full bosom to be bunched up along her shoulders. Glancing down, the athlete thought he might have climaxed then and there as he took in the sight of her alluring perfection, her pale skin and rosy nipples drawing him like a moth to the flame so that he abandoned her throat in want of something greater.
 The girl gasped in pleasure when he swooped down and took her pebbled nipple into his mouth, soft sounds of pleasure flowing from her as his tongue circled the bud before he sensuously nipped the tip with enough force to make her gasp in wanton delirium. Seized in a fit of lust, she grabbed handfuls of his ebony black hair as her spine arched into the heat of his mouth while his hand tended to her other breast. Gasping and panting her desire as Tai swirled his wet tongue around her pert bud, Timandra couldn’t deny that she was enjoying being the object of this man’s affection. Unfortunately it didn’t fit anywhere in her plan so she was forced, most regrettably, to rectify the situation.
With a growl, she suddenly pushed Tai off her. Taking the young athlete by surprise, she rolled them over and trapped him beneath her on the sofa by straddling his waist. Pinning him there, she couldn’t resist flashing him a self-satisfied smirk before reaching back and cupping the impressive bulge that was straining against his trousers. He gasped at the contact, his eyes closing as she held the weight of his desire through the thin garment.
Leaning down, she placed a chaste kiss on his parted lips before suddenly pulling away. Moaning with disappointment, Tai looked up at her questioningly but Timandra was already working her way down his body to his arousal’s level.
He moaned when her soft hands grabbed him through the fabric, her long fingers encircling his manhood as she gently twisted and jerked the silky skin. He was completely hard now and utterly at her mercy, a fact made all the clearer when he suddenly bucked his hips up into her grasp. Pleased with his receptiveness, Timandra quickly undid his belt buckle and trouser button before pushing the garment open. Underneath, his white cotton boxers were visibly straining to contain the bulge of his arousal and she couldn’t resist lightly running her index finger across its circumference, electing a low from the teen as she hooked her digit beneath the waistband and then pulled the underwear down over his wonderfully sculpted hips. Finally released from its restraints, his erect cock burst free and stood up tall and proud before Timandra’s hungry gaze.
Mmm…this will be nice…’ She thought while running her eyes up and down the column, from its weeping mushroom shaped tip to the nest of dark hairs at its base, ‘Very nice indeed.’ Then without further ado, she bent down and took him into her mouth just as his eyes fell on her.
“Oh Jesus!” Tai gasped as he watched her devious mouth swallowing the length of his cock, her full lips pursing tight around his engorged flesh as she took him into the deliciously hot cavern bit by agonizing bit. A dextrous tongue slowly swirled around his tip, tickling him with its silky point as one of her hands encircled the base of his member and began massaging him lightly with her thumb and forefinger. She did this all the while staring up into his eyes with a mischievous glint that told him she knew exactly what she was doing to him.
Taking more of him into her mouth, the dark haired temptress moaned when she felt the shaft’s bulbous head nearing the mouth of her throat and the feel of the vibrations caused Tai to moan, his eyes rolling into the back of his skull as his arms fisted at his side.  So taken was he by his rush of desire that the futile gesture was all he could to do to keep from just grabbing her hair and fucking her naughty mouth right there and then. However, try as he might he couldn’t stop his hips from lurching up when he felt the Goth girl’s throat convulsing around him and then he was in. Heavenly waves of pleasure washed over him as he felt his phallus slipping into her throat and his senses went into over drive as he felt the warmth of her breath coursing over his sensitised organ.
Timandra continued taking him into her mouth, slowly letting his length pass through the gates of her throat until her lips were wrapped around the thick base of his shaft and her nose was nestled in the dark bristles of his pubic hair. Then she began to suck, her pale cheeks drawing in as the suction on the shaft grew so intense that Tai couldn’t help but grab the back of the Goth’s head.
She held him there for a moment, her marvellous throat working its sweet wonders on his shaft while she sucked on it hungrily. Then she was moving; her head pushing up against his firm palm with surprising strength so that his glistening cock slowly left the tunnel of her throat as she pulled her orifice back until just the head was in her mouth.
A small gasp escaped him when she slid her mouth back down his shaft, her wicked tongue relentlessly teasing his rigid flesh as she began a rhythm of bending up and down on his manhood. Small sounds of pleasure escaped him as his hips began bucking into her hungry mouth like a prized stallion. It was an incredible sensation and he was on the verge of losing control as he felt the sharp points of her teeth gently scrapping his phallus. 
“Oh Jesus…Timandra!” he cried, her name leaving his lips in a long moan as a well of pleasure suddenly erupted inside of him at the touch. He felt his release racing to the surface as the seductress seemed almost to be trying to suck the very life from him and he could only watch in awe when his creamy white cum exploded down her throat. His climax would be a big one, but the beauty seemed unbothered and was swallowing his bittersweet seed before he had a chance to warn her.
Clearly no stranger to filatio, Timandra swallowed every drop of his essence with all the skill of a seasoned cock-sucker, not letting even a single drop escape her greedy tongue as she drank up everything he had to give her until he finally ran dry. Panting, Tai could only watch in awe as the Goth beauty let his semi erect member slip from her lips before looking up at him with that mischievous grin lighting her eyes.
“Mmm…you taste good.” She said, a sly smile playing across her glossy lips as she used her pink tongue to collect any lingering trace of his essence.
“Th…thanks…” He said, struggling to catch his breath as he watched her seductive display. It was such a simple act but one so provocative that he felt his slick phallus hardening. “That was…well let me show you.” And then he bent down and hoisted the surprised girl up before throwing her to the couch as he rose up. Disgruntled, she looked up at him questionably but Tai was already moving. Pushing her shapely legs open, he was not surprised to find she didn’t wear underwear and could only smirk as he took in the sight of most sacred of parts before suddenly leaning down as he made straight for the source of her desire.
Timandra could only watch wide-eyed as his head disappeared beneath the folds of her mini-skirt before gasping in rapture as she felt the approaching heat. He was so close to her now that she could practically feel his warm breath cascading over her sensitive folds and she so desperately wanted him to take that last plunge, so much in fact that she couldn’t help letting out a disappointed moan when his thin lips merely brushed over her core’s entrance.
Poised above her entrance, Tai couldn’t resist breathing in the musky flavour of her arousal before wrapping his hand around her legs and pulling her to his waiting mouth and creasing her wet folds with his tongue. Unaccustomed to the sensation, Timandra’s body began to writhe and thrash as a chorus of surprised moans escaped her and when his tongue thrust deep inside her depths and began feasting on her; she couldn’t help the scream of delight that left her.
“Ahhhhhh! Oh God don’t stop!” cried Timandra in rapturous pleasure as she felt Tai’s lips fall on her sex, her back arching to the swirling movements of his tongue while her hand reached down to tangle in the soft tufts of her lover’s coal black hair and hold him fast against her weeping entrance.
Grinning inwardly at her declaration, Tai quickly began focusing all his energies on pleasing the girl. His tongue darted and danced within the heated depths of her womanhood, tenderly stroking her velvety inner walls as he hungrily sought out her sweet spots and drank up her flowing nectar. And Timandra had never felt anything as astonishing as the sensations he was sending through her. Moaning as she felt his devilish tongue swirling around her delicate flesh, she subconsciously began rolling her hips against his mouth in an effort to attain more of the pleasure.
“Ohhh…you’re so good! That’s it…lick deep inside me…” She demanded, her pale legs opening wider to his mouth as she felt his over determined muscle begin to rhythmically pulse in and out of her depths at an alarming pace. She gasped when he gently bit down on one of her folds, the excruciating culmination of pleasure and pain causing her to cry out in delirium as it hit her full force. To her horror she realised that she was losing control, her coherent mind slipping further and further away as he assaulted her senses with one incredible sensation after the next. If he kept this up, it wouldn’t be long until her release hit.
Tai could sense it to and all but grinning at the prospect of making her cum, he decided to take his oral assault to the next level and withdrew his tongue from her quivering walls to slide it up along her sticky folds to the pert bud of her clit. In testimony to her excitement, the bundle of nerves was already pert and waiting for him so he obliged by bending down and taking the pebble between his teeth before lavishing it with his tongue.  
The first time he touched her clit; Timandra couldn’t help but suck in a great screaming gasp as lower body practically leapt off the sofa. She could literally feel every one of his taste buds rubbing against her as he idly dragged the muscle’s rough surface across her bud and then tiny explosions ripped through her, making it feel like his mouth was everywhere at once. Unable to stand it, she thrashed and wailed in delight as her painted nails dug deeper in his hair to pull him harder against her as she lifted her hips to plunge herself deeper into his ravenous jaws.
“Mmm…how does it feel Timandra? Do you like it when I lick you little clit?” asked Tai, his voice deep and husky against her wetness as he hungrily feasted on her sex. Using the type of his tongue, he laid down a barrage of fiery flicks and jabs that made the girl buck and scream in delirious pleasure.
“Oh Yes! It feels so good…keep doing it…don’t stop I want more… more…Oh yesss eat me…eat me…EAT ME!” She begged as his strong hands suddenly came up beneath her arse, his fingers burrowing into her supple flesh in a vain effort to hold her still as she thrashed against him.  In the back of her pleasure drunk mind she knew that this had gone too far, that she was beyond salvation and without a doubt her body would already be going through the first steps of the change; yet she didn’t care. The pleasures that Tai was stirring deep inside of her were so deliciously consuming that she had lost the will to look beyond the fiery motions of his tongue on her clit.
Grinning, Tai returned to his ministrations. He could tell she was getting close, the flawless skin of her thighs was all but trembling as the waves of pleasure crashed into her and she was writhing so uncontrollably that she waking it difficult to maintain contact with her bud, even with her unusually strong fingers holding him in place.  It wouldn’t be long now; he could practically taste her coming release on his lips.
Timandra wanted to scream, the pleasure assaulting her was so intense that she thought it might rip her apart as she was taken to the brink of ecstasy faster than a runaway speed train. Her change was taking place and she could already feel the sting of her bone structure reforming, there was no way to stop it now, she’d have to move on to plan B. However before she could strike, a tidal wave of pleasure suddenly crashed into her as Tai began sucking her bundle of nerves with a vigour that threw her off the peak and into the sea of rapture.
“Oh I’m cumming!” She cried out, a volley of fireworks exploding behind her eyes as the orgasm ripped through her and her hips began to rolled as the rush of pleasure made her tremble. It was too much and her smooth thighs immediately clenched tight around his head as the jolts of pleasure rocked her brain like an earthquake of blinding bliss, her inner muscles writhing and clenching as Tai continued to suck and tease her clit until she thought she might fall into an oblivion of delight.
It felt like her release was stretching out to the ends of the cosmos but when she did finally begin coming down from the high, Tai couldn’t help the smug expression that spread across his lips. It was more than a little invigorating to know that with just his tongue he had brought this creature to such a height, her climax might have rivalled the peaks of the Himalayas. Yet as he drew back and left the thick cover of her miniskirt, that smile quickly vanished in favour of a much more fearful. Timandra had vanished and in her place sat a creature that he thought existed only in his nightmares.
“Mmm…Thanks lover.” The creature moaned, its light green eyes fluttering open to fix him with stare that sent a cold feeling shooting down his spine. Without saying a word, he jerked back and made to get to his feet but before he could even make it to his knees, the creature lurched forward and in one fluid movement, curved a punch that caught him dead in the chest. Tai tried to scream as he thought he felt a rib crack but the blow was so powerful it threw him off his feet and sent him hurtling back into the wall. Crumpling like a rag doll, the athlete sank to the floor, unconscious.
“Was that as good for you as it was for me?”
The first thing Tai was aware of was the pain. Sharp and agonizing, it crept through his flesh like a ravenous fire before dealing him a sucker punch that jolted him back to life in one great rush. With an agonised cry he tried to move but his arms wouldn’t respond to his commands so he was forced to bear through it as the searing flames seemed to purge his flesh of life. Then suddenly it was over, and he could feel himself lying back on a bed of clouds with nothing left of the agony besides a dull ache in his sides.

For what felt like the sum of eternity, he could only lie there. As helpless as a new-born baby, he dared not move as his mind swam with nightmarish creatures from the darkest depths of his imagination. Repressed and dismissed memories that were too frightening to imagine played before his eyes like the clip show for some horrific movie and he felt himself cower as he recalled the blue and red skinned demons he’d hoped were merely the workings of his depraved imagination before images of the pink-eyed siren immerged to both thrill and chill him. Occasionally a silhouette immerged in the distance, there features indistinctive and marred by a light that shone as hot and bright as the face of the moon but it was enough to give him hope for a few moments before they there blotted out and he was let alone again with only his nightmares for company.
Slowly he began to awake and immediately became away of the roaring knot of pain that was plaguing his centre. Groaning in agony, he bent forward but his arms still refused to respond to his instructions and he could barely muster enough energy to sit up before he collapsed back on whatever it was he was lying on with a pained gasp.
For a moment the world was dark and its murky outlines swam before his eyes like reflections on the water but then they began to harden and more tangible shapes emerged. It was beginning to look like he was in someone’s bedroom, lit by the radiant glow of a dozen flickering candles; he could make out various kinds of oaken furniture littered about the walls and what looked like the obscure frame of a double bed at his feet. Desperate for answers, he tried to recall how he had gotten there but his memories were so fragmented he could barely recall entering Timandra’s flat, never mind her bedroom. To make matters just that little bit worse, he happened to be naked and bare for anyone who walked in to see.
Spotting his clothes lying in a pile in the corner of the room, he once again tried to stand but there was suddenly an awful amount of weight pulling against him and he could scarcely move any of his limbs at all.  Frustrated and confused, he glanced across and was amazed that he had quite literally been clapped in irons. Reflecting a bloody gold in the flickering candle light, he saw that a shackle as thick as his fingers had been fastened around his wrist and was connected to something beneath the bed by a heavy metal chain that was very nearly tort even when he tried to relax into the sheets.
Although not physically able to check, a round of tug and pull told him that similar bonds had been fastened to his other limbs as well and unless Arnold Schwarzenegger happen to drop by, he’d have to wait for Timandra to set him loose. However, with the probability of a long wait before him, he only had one thing on his mind ‘What the fuck was this bitch into?’
Fortunately he wouldn’t have long to wait before he found out. Barely two minutes after he came to, the door knob began to squeal and a dazzlingly bright light filled the room. Momentarily blinded, Tai looked away with a bellow of disgust; his chocolate brown eyes squeezing shut as the fierce whiteness burned his Retinas like a splash of acid. Gritting his teeth to numb the pain, he soon became dead to the world and it wasn’t until he heard the gentle patter of approaching foot-falls that he dared to loosen his brow and let a sliver of light pass his lids. He cringed at the invasion but the pain was lessening and he took a deep breath before opening them fully. It took less than half a second for him to wish he hadn’t.
“So, you’re finally awake.”
Standing in the door way, black as onyx against the lightness, was his nightmares reincarnated. The form was only lithe, but the razor like edges of its long claws seemed almost to twinkle with sharpness as its long silky smooth tail danced and swayed to an entrancingly slow beat only it could hear. He wanted to run but the manacles bound him to the bed like a dog leashed to a pole and he was forced to watch on as the Youma shut the door with a flick of her tail, plunging them both into a darkness that was only perforated by the soft glow of candle light.
No longer blinded by the glare, Tai could just make out the green hue of the creature’s skin and his heart jumped when he noticed it was wearing what looked like a black leather corset and matching thigh-high boots. He also couldn’t help but notice her strikingly familiar features and a gasp of surprise escaped him when he recognised those all too familiar contours and the distinctive black make-up.
The demon girl only gave the faintest trace of a smile at the mention of her name, but it was enough to send a shiver down his spine and he could only watch on helplessly as she made her way around the bed to stand on his right side. He didn’t want to look but he couldn’t stop himself and he felt his breath catch as she lazily picked up one of the candles and held it over him. Her hand swivelled slightly so that the luminescent dipped and he could just make out the liquid wax running to the brim.
“Who are the sailor scouts?” She asked him calmly, yet the way Tai jerked would have made anyone think she had bellowed it at him like a Scottish highlander on the warpath. Taken aback by the question, it took a few moments for him to correctly possess what she had said and even longer to find his voice, in that time Timandra must have grown impatient and dipped her hand all the way. A wash of molten wax spilled over the brim and splattered against his skin. Tai hissed as the bubbling wax formed a pool across his chest, burning his skin like a river of fire before it cooled and hardened. “Oh…I’m sorry did that hurt?”
“Y…yes!” he gasped before biting back tears. Although the wax had dried, his chest still felt ablaze from the molten liquid’s touch and even contact with the air itself was making his reddened skin sting.
“Then tell me what I want to know and I will make all stop.” She hissed before dipping her hand again, but only enough for a few drops to leak. Tai thrashed defiantly but in the end he couldn’t help but cringe as the burning sensation ran down his ribs. “I repeat, who are the Sailor Scouts and where can I find them?”
“I don’t know…” He gasped, it felt as a fire had been set in his flesh and his chest was heaving as he struggled to breath. “I don’t know who what talking about.”
“Oh…so you are not the Tai Ukora who had a run in with my sisters last month? Surely you remember Castor, she was about yay tall with an orange complexion and had a tail like mine, and she also found you quite delicious when she was sucking you dry. Personally I thought you were nothing special but…”  Tai wanted to remain looking neutral but something must have given him away as a forebodingly evil smile suddenly turned her lips up as she said “So you do remember them.”
“N-no” It was a bare faced lie but Tai remember his prior experience with Youmas to well to just be taken in by her earlier promise. It came as no surprise that Timandra claimed she was the late miss Castor’s sister, they’d certainly gone about their business in the same manor and for all he knew of Youmas, they may as well have come off an assembly line. No, what bothered him was the fact that Castor had had the very real intention of sucking the life energy out of him and he’d had the impression she wouldn’t have been fused about killing him in order to get every last drop of it. If all that Timandra wanted was information, what was to stop her ripping his head off once she got it, or worse still, what if he broke too early and she didn’t believe what he told her and decided to continue the torture?
And in a way Tai guessed he did sort of owe the Sailor scouts something, even if their timing was a bit off, if they hadn’t arrived when they did he might have ended up being a bloat unrecognisable body found floating through the city river. Of course that wasn’t to say he and Amano hadn’t made them pay up in exchange for keeping their identities a secret, though their price for doing so had changed. At first they had intended just to blackmail the girls into a one night stand but after almost an hour negotiating, they finally relented to a year’s tuition from the girls. After all, sex is fun but an education is for life and when one of the girls happened to be the smartest student in school, only a fool would pass up the opportunity to have record breaking grades.
Timandra seemed unimpressed by his lack of corporation and responded by pouring the remainder of the molten wax across Tai’s stomach and chest; he thrashed and gasped but still refused to talk. It was like a game, a sick and twisted game, but a game nonetheless and for the moment it seemed he was winning. But that all changed when she emptied her second candle. Annoyed by his silence, she considered the flickering flame for a moment before placing it back down and without so much as a sideways glance, she struck him. Her talons flashed as she slashed at him, cutting bright arcs through the twilight before the layers of multi coloured wax suddenly exploded. Shards of red, orange, pink and purple flew all around as a splash of crimson fluid reached up to the melody of Tai’s scream of pain.
Timandra admired her handiwork with a the trace of a smile playing across her lips as drops of gore idly rolled down her claws. Hissing in pain, Tai fought to look up but what he saw made him go pale and he quickly succumbed to the pain and fell back.
“Did that loosen your tongue or do you still feel like playing a couple of rounds of blind man’s buff?” She asked poignantly, her smile widening as she watched blood pour from the three gashes that had been torn through the layers of flesh and muscle. In truth they were only shallow cuts, but they looked worse than what they were and she knew they’d be more than proficient to get the job done.
Tai wanted to say yes, but the last thread of his self-restraint held strong and instead he managed something more to the point. “F-fuck you!”
“Hhmmm perhaps I will.” She said before looking back over her shoulder and considering his flaccid penis. He’d had a very nice cock, she remembered, and she knew there was a better way to get through to even the most stubborn of men.
With that in mind, she took pity on Tai and left his side as she walked round the bed once more to stand at his feet. There she began to concentrate on one image; she thought on it until her skin had turned as pale white as milk and her eyes were once again azure. When she was done she looked almost human again, except for the silky green tail that continued to dance in the low light like an entranced cobra.
With the pain of his wound reduced to nothing more than a dull stinging sensation, Tai looked up as he felt the dip under extra weight and then watched on in a mix of wonderment and terror as she walked across the bed to stand over him. Her smile was wicked but her eyes twinkled merely as her fingers expertly worked at the clasps which bound her corset together. In no time at all she had freed however many there were and the leather garment landed at his feet, leaving her entire body almost entirely bare and open to his hungry gaze and despite himself, he could feel his shaft hardening as his eyes examined the full curve of her bouncing bosom.
“Well, am I beautiful?”
Entranced by the vision of loveliness, he almost didn’t notice her silky tail coiling around the very base of his erection as she sank to her knees and hovered over the tip of his arousal. His shaft throbbed as the heat of her core spilled from her depths and washed over him in great waves of euphoric pleasure. Then ever so slowly she began to descend and the plush folds of her entrance parted as the head of his member slipped inside her.
Timandra let out a long moan at the feeling of his member filling her, his impressively thick girth stretching her velvety walls to the point of breaking as she took inch after inch inside of her; until she came to where her tail had coiled around his base. Needing time to adjust to the new sensation, she held herself still for a moment; just relishing in the feel of being impaled on such a nice cock.
I’m…I’m inside you…” Tai moaned, any lingering trace of defiance leaving him the instant he felt himself being submerged inside her hot depths. So hot and tight and wet, he could actually feel her walls pulsating all around him and it felt so incredible that it was struggle for him not to surrender to the pleasure right then and there.
“Oh? So how does it feel to be inside me?” She asked, a wicked smile playing across her painted lips as she watched him while giving an experimental roll of her hips. The slickness of her arousal made it easy for her to move any which way she liked and she gloried in the feel of him inside her as she expertly ground her core against his hardness in small circles.
“Sssoohh…So good…” He rasped, overwhelmed by the friction of their bodies rubbing together and wishing beyond hope that the chains binding his hands to the bed would snap so that he could touch her, fuck her, and have his wicked way with her. “Oh…my cock’s so deep inside…”
“Well good, because I’m only just getting started.” With that she rose up, allowing the rigid length of his arousal to slip from her core’s tight embrace until just the sensitised tip remained, and then she swopped back down to take him inside her once more. The wash of pleasure the action brought them made Tai moan as he arched off the bed and pulled at his manacles; the tattered remnants of his control melting away in the furious heat of her liquid desire. They had barely even begun and already it seemed too much.
The pleasure was so intense that Tai thought he was on the verge of falling unconscious as Timandra beganbouncing on his cock. Her pace was slow at first and she let out little moans every time he was fully encased within her. Then, suddenly she began to pick up the pace, her porcelain white hips rising and falling in a frantic tempo as she was swept up in the rush of pleasure from having his fully hardened maleness striking the walls of her inner channel.
Unable to move, unable to think, Tai realised he might very well have been dying from the feverish pleasure she was stirring inside him. He watched her nubile form bounce with unmasked lust, his mouth watering as he admired the way the full swells of her bosom danced and jiggled to her movements and he couldn’t help imaging what it would be like to suck on one of those pert, rosy nipples. However, the visionary delight sent a thrilling buzz across his nerves and he couldn’t resist rolling his hips experimentally, meeting her on the downward stroke and penetrating her just that little bit further.
“Oh fuck!” cried Timandra, pleasure induced delirium causing her to throw her head back as she began to thrash wildly atop him, the tidal swells of a rapidly approaching climax washing over her like the waves of the ocean. One more rock was all it took to throw her against the rocks of her climax and the writhing of her convulsing walls around him along with the wash of her release, carried Tai right along with her. There was only one problem…
“I’m going to cum!” Tai warned her, recognising the familiar sensation at the base of his spine and the tightening in his testicles. Already he could feel the milky flood gathering inside but as his organ’s inner muscles came to life, a sudden tightness drew around the base of his shaft; stopping his release before ejaculation. Cringing as he felt the pressure massing, Tai looked down to where they’re bodies were joined and saw to his horror that the Youma’s tail had been drawn so tight around the base of his member that the blood vessels stood out against the silken skin. He couldn’t cum, yet the sensations continued ebbing and flowing,
Seeing his distress, the girl smiled and then resumed her motions; bouncing up and down and throwing her head from side to side as she rode him with the same wild abandon that a cowgirl would enjoy with her bucking bronco.
“By the Negaverse…yes…yes!” She panted, bounding up and down his length in a state of frenzied passion. Already she could feel the heat of another orgasm pooling inside of her belly and she relished the feel of it as she clenched her inner muscles around his arousal and slamming her hips back down to meet his. “Oh…you’re dick is so fucking big…yea come on and fuck me stud! Shove that big dick in my tiny hole…”
Torn between ecstasy and agony, Tai could only bask in the wondrous torture she was inflicting on him. It was getting hard to breath and the pain of his denied climax made his breath seethe through clenched teeth. He knew he need to cum but the folds of her coiled tail denied him any such relief and he was forced to endure the pain of feeling his member stretch with his massing essence while the pleasure of her speedy tempo all but drive him out of his mind. 
“Oh God… just let me cum you wonderful bitch!” He moaned, throwing his head back in a titanic mix of pleasure and pain as she began riding him hard enough to make the bed rock and sway with her motions. This was insane, how could something so horrible feel so good?
“Oh fuck… that’s it; don’t be shy…So you want to cum do you? Very well…” Punctured by a low moans and a slurry of lewd demands, Timandra’s words were almost inaudible in the slur of passion filled cries that were flowing from her as willowy hands slid up to her full breasts and began to grope and fondle the milk white orbs. Her thumbs s and forefingers roughly pulling her pert nipples as she grew all the more frantic in her motions with her approaching release. “Just tell me the names of the sailor scouts…and I shall let you cum.”
The teen watched as she mauled her own breasts, a shiver of delight traveling down his spine as he watched her rosy red buds dance between her digits. In his agonized state he only half heard her response and his dilapidated brain struggled to form a retort. The pain in his crotch was starting to become excruciating and he had trouble remembering why he was so determined to keep the girls’ identities a secret. It wasn’t a closely guarded secret when one thought on it. What would be the harm in his giving up a name or two?
“Ser…” He gasped, struggling for breath as she clenched even tighter around him, streams of her fluids rolling down his thighs to pool around his arse as she used her knees like the riggings on a springboard to ride his thick member ever faster. Her pulsing walls were grabbing his swollen flesh and pulling him deeper inside her depths as she rode him with a wild abandon, the sounds of her shapely arse slapping against his thighs mingling with her moans as they echoed off the bedroom’s walls in one long concerto. She was using him like a piece of meat to satisfy her own wicked lusts and the image of her tight young body riding him like she were Annie Oakley broke the damn of his restraint. “Serena Tsukino! Sailor Moon’s name is Serena Tsukino…now let me cum you goddamn bitch!”
At his words, her tail suddenly unravelled but she’d held him at bay to long, the pleasure had been outweighed by the pain in his testicles and his release was already beginning to turn in on itself. However, with a wave of her hand, the manacles binding his wrists suddenly opened and he was free to grab her hips as he surrendered to his burning passion, tempering the anguish in his balls with fierce thrusts that drove his length into her deeper, harder…
“Oh…god…yes…don’t stop…it’s reaching all the way inside me! Yes…yes… oh fuck me harder…harder…HARDER!” Timandra cried, relinquishing her control as she let herself enjoy the awesome pleasure Tai was stirring inside her. With her victory at hand and the stud beneath her finally broken, she had no qualms with letting him enjoy this and openly basked in the glorious feel of his thick cock filling her.
Tai could feel his orgasm returning, the heat and pleasure of it soothing his agonised loins as he rolled and bucked hips to no particular rhythm. Swept up in the pleasure and delight of this creature’s delectable cavern, he felt as if his mind had dissolved and he was nothing more than a piece of meat for her to use at her leisure. It was a simple existence and he couldn’t help but love every moment of it.
“Ah…so deep…so hard…so good…I can’t take any more…I’m going to cum….” She gasped as her entire body centred on the feeling of his shaft inside her and the pressure that was building down at the base of her spine like some wonderful flood. It was the most delectable feeling she had ever experienced and her body was all but throbbing with desire as her inner walls began convulsing and contracting around his throbbing manhood and sparks of delight kindled behind her eyes. “Ahhh…aaah…I’m cumming…I’m cumming…”
Tai could only moan out as the feeling of her core writhing all around him dragged him down to the depths of pleasurable oblivion. Never had he had an orgasm like it, the throes of pleasure that wrapped around him went beyond what words could describe and poured his pent up seed inside of her with a low groan.
Breathing hard, they collapsed in a huddle of splayed limbs and basked in the aftershocks of their climaxes. Dazed and stated by his release, Tai barely noticed as the warm body resting atop him began to shift so that the blue eyed devil could look down at him.
“Now my pet, I want you to tell me everything you know about the Serena Tsukino and the Sailor Scouts.”
Tai nodded but before he could spill his guts, a loud crack suddenly ripped through the peace of their post-climactic bliss as the bedroom door was suddenly ripped off its hinges. A waft of cold air blew out the glowing candles, plunging the lovers into a darkness that was only distilled by the glare of the world outside. Whipping her head around, Timandra couldn’t hide the look of surprised distaste that spilled across her features.
Jarred slightly by the rolling thud of the pulverised door, Tai struggled to look past Timandra to the door, his heart swelling with hope as he recognised the voluptuous, scantily clad figures standing in the doorway.
“Not so fast evil…oh my!” A voice exclaimed, clearly taken aback by the intimate nature of what they’d stumbled upon. Seizing her chance, Timandra leapt to her feet and jumped off the bed. Taking in the sight of the Sailor Scouts and calculating her chances as things stood. This wasn’t going to be easy, even with the home field advantage; they had her outnumbered three to one and too top it off she was more than a little exhausted from her excursions. If she hoped to avenge her sisters there and then, she knew she’d need an ace up her sleeve. A pity, because all she had was a joker in her bed.
Deciding Poker was never her game and to take whatever she could get; Timandra seized the still dazed and naked Tai by the shoulder and hauled him to his feet in one movement. With her tail lashing out violently, she pulled the bemused youth out in front of her, turning him into a human shield and protecting herself from the scouts’ attacks.
“So the Sailor Scouts have finally arrived, well I’m afraid you’re a little late. You see young Tai here has already told me everything I need to know to defeat you, soon my sister’s will be avenged and I shall be honoured and revered by all Youmas.” She proclaimed, bluffing as much as she was boasting, needing to buy herself some time to let her energy return to her and make the change into her true form. At the sound of her voice in his ear, Tai jerked, his eyes half lidded as he slowly looked at each of the scouts in turn. He wanted to do something to help, but the grip she had on his shoulder was too tight for him to pull away, and even if he could, he doubted he’d be much good in a magic fight.
Running out of time, Tai did the only thing he could think of and threw back his shoulder to ram his elbow into Timandra’s side. Surprised by his assault, she could only cry out and in her weakened state, released her grip and tumbled back onto the bed. By some happy coincidence, the manacles which had been holding him just a few moments ago suddenly snapped shut on their mistress, holding her prostrated and helpless.
Barely able to believe his eyes, the athlete looked from the stunned Timandra to the scouts and then back again, trying to make sense of what had just happened. However they were just as stunned as he was and it wasn’t until the captured demon started experimentally tugging on her bonds that one of the scouts moved.
It was Serena, or as she preferred to known while in the ‘Sailor’ uniform, Sailor Moon and judging by the look on her face, she was as keen to know what he was doing here as he was to learn how they had found him. Yet they were question’s that could wait for later, for the moment Tai was more interested in evening the score with the demon that had captured and tortured him to the brink of insanity. 
“Err…thanks Girls but if it’s OK with you I’d really like to spend some time alone with Timandra.” He said, a wickedly deviant smile spreading across his lips as he glance back at the Youma before taking one final look at the Sailor scouts. “We have something of a score to settle and I’d really like to take care of her quickly.”
Exchanging confused looks, the scouts looked like they were about to object but then Mercury began to blush as she noticed his awakening erection and began whispering hurriedly to the others. Between the hurried glances and the started gaps, Tai had no doubt they knew what he was thinking and after a moment’s pause, the blushing heroines finally gave an affirmative nod. Slowly backing out of the room, he thought they would leave immediately but Ami surprised him by turning back to look at him one last time, her sparkling Sapphire eyes alight with concern. “You’ll call us if there’s any trouble, right?”
“Sure, I wouldn’t want you to worry.” He smiled and she looked away, a brighter blush lighting her face as she disappeared into the hall. His grin renewed, Tai turned back to the newly frightened Timandra and watched as she continued to struggle against her bonds. “I hope you have a spare key for those Timandra, otherwise you’re going to be trapped here until I’m finished with you.” With that he climbed onto the bed and positioned himself above her, his length returned and poised above her entrance. “And I think that could be a very long time so you’d better say hello to my little friend.”
The End
AN: Ok, Well I never planned on doing this story when I wrote up Detention and judging by the response The Mission received I would have considered it a poor investment and disbanded it were I had.  However when Kilkov came to me with the proposal I couldn’t refuse, commissions are rare and as I don’t often write sequels I thought I would be nice to try. So basically I’ve been making this up as I go and apologise for any flaws. 

Detention is a Wonderful Thing

Detention is a Wonderful Thing
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon and am not profiting from this work.
AN: This story was commissioned by Kilkov Masmus. It is the first Story in a trilogy I wrote a year or so ago. For the record, I have not watched Sailor Moon in a long time and because I am unaware of all but the most general themes, I wrote this under the idea that the scouts were all around eighteen. Hope you enjoy…
Breathing hard, Tai Ukora ran with all the speed his tired legs could summon. It was nearly four in the afternoon but instead of heading home, he found himself running down one of the school’s upper-floor corridors, towards a detention that he still fought to be undeserved. However, fresh from last period’s Physical Education lesson; he was racked with exhaustion and could barely muster the strength to move his legs another step.
Likewise, his childhood friend and classmate Amano Criffin was running with him and seemed to be having the same troubles. By some strange coincidence, they’d both been sentenced to the detention after their substitute teacher and her aid had apparently caught them talking.
It’s completely unfair.’ Tai thought angrily. They’d merely been discussing how best to solve a particularly testing problem when suddenly that frigid bitch had descended upon them like a giant vampire bat. No amount of protesting or explanation could save them and she had promptly issued them with the detention and an express order that they were not to be late. ‘How are we supposed to work together to solve problems if we can’t talk or pass notes?’
However, his time for brooding was quickly approaching its end as just a little further down the seemingly endless passage way, he could at last see the outline of their destination. But relieved as he was to think that he won’t have to run much further, the sight of the ominously dark door didn’t inspire much confidence.
There had been a lot of stories going around the school as of late about this teacher’s detentions. Although she’d only been at the school for a couple of days, she’d apparently handed out more detentions than any other teacher had in the past term and although her victims had all emerged after about an hour; none had been the same since.
With that in mind, Tai and Amano couldn’t help but look at each other with nervous faces. Both wanted to turn and walk away but neither wanted to be responsible for saying it and after a moment’s silence, both gave a nod. Late as they were, playing truant wouldn’t help them in the long run, not now anyway.
Their decision made, they both made a show of trying to tidy themselves up and appear more presentable before Tai put his hand on the door and pushed it open.
To his relief, the classroom appeared to be empty and a quick glance around the door confirmed his suspicions that there was no sign of either their sub or that cow of a TA who she kept at her side at all times like some snooty little dog.
“She’s not here.” He breathed, unable to keep the note of surprise from his voice as he slowly crept further into the lightly lit chamber. Weary, his eyes darted from desk to desk, searching for any sign that might suggest the usually prompt and punctual pair were in-fact hidden; ready to pounce on them should they make a fatal flaw in judgement.
“Well we are already 5 minutes late.” Amano said, coming up behind Tai as he dared to let a smile cross his lips. “What’s the point in waiting. Come on; let’s go before they get here. If anyone asks, we can just say we waited but thought they weren’t going to show so left.”
Tai had to admit it was a tempting offer. No one could blame them for going if the bitch wasn’t here but would anyone believe them if she said she was her? It would be their word against hers, and neither Tai nor Amano exactly had a spotless track record when it came to the truth. Everyone would think, quite rightly, that they’d plaid truant and then they’d be in even deeper trouble.
“Yeah, but what’s to stop her saying we didn’t show up?” Tai asked before looking back at the door to see if it was still clear. “I say we wait another ten minutes. If she’s still not here by then than it’s obvious she’ll never turn up.”
Amano looked shocked by the suggestion. Obviously he’d been hoping for a hasty agreement so they could get the hell out of here. “Wait? What the hell for? She hasn’t arrived so much as a second late for class yet she’s more than five minutes late now. No way she’d likely to turn up.”
“It’s just ten minutes. I promise we’ll go after that. Anyway, what’s the rush, you managed to finally get a date with that waitress from the arcade?”
Amano ignored the comment, instead he sat at his normal desk while muttering something about “being already obvious.” A comment to-wit, Tai choose not to respond. Better to let his friend stew for awhile instead of risking a needless confrontation.
Unfortunately, those ten minutes were not about to pass quickly and unable to think of a single topic of conversation to have with Amano whilst he was in such a foul mood; Tai quickly found himself regretting the decision to stay. Besides glancing at his watch every couple of seconds, the only means of passing the time was to listen for the sound of approaching footfalls. Yet after about 30 seconds, that had grown beyond tedious.
“All right, I’m through sitting around here like some dumb lap dog!” Amano finally yield, almost exploding out of his chair in his rush to get up from the desk “Come on Tai, it has been ten minutes and the bitch still isn’t here. Let’s get out of here.”
This time, Tai didn’t object. Already board stiff by the wait, he didn’t even bother to check his watch before standing up and joining his friend. However, before either of them could disentangle themselves, a chillingly familiar voice made them stop dead in their tracks.
“Well, look at what we have here Castor.” Pollux said, her blood red lips curving up into a smile as she watched the boys stiffen. “It seems those two naughty boys from our third period class were thinking about running off and leaving detention without our permission.”
Suddenly, Tai couldn’t breathe. Panic flared inside of him as he realised they’d been caught at the worst possible time. How were they to talk their way out of this one? With his heart drumming loudly in his ears, he and Amano shared a look of apprehension before giving another nod as they slowly turned on their heels. Sure enough, standing there in the doorway was their substitute teacher, Mrs Polloux, and her teaching assistant, Castor. Dressed in matching suits, it would have almost been impossible for the teens to tell them apart if not for their strikingly different hair shades. However, so alike were they still that it was hard to believe they weren’t twins. Everything, from their piercing grey eyes to their delectable thighs was identical to the smallest detail.
“I agree Pollux.” Said Castor, mischief alight in her eyes as she brought her hand to her lips and fixed Tai with an intense stare. “How do you think we should them now? Writing lines simply won’t do for such naughty boys.”
“Hhmmm…Well I’m sure we can think of something more…Appropriate.”
They moved so quickly that before Tai or Amano could even raise a word in their defence, both women were upon them and with a strength that belied her smaller stature, Castor quickly pushed Tai back into his seat. Stunned by the overly aggressive action, he could only look up in disbelief as she pushed the dark jacket from her shoulders. Dressed in an impeccably ironed shit and skirt, the Teaching Assistant looked like something fresh from his book of fantasies as she pulled her long chestnut coloured hair from its bun and let it cascade down her shoulders. However, his eyes weren’t the only things to be enthralled by the sight and Tai couldn’t help but let out a pained groan as his arousal strained against the tight fabric of his school trousers.
Hearing his distress, Castor couldn’t help but smile as she looked down and examined the outline of Tai’s cock as it struggled against the taunt fabric.
‘Mmmmm…Not bad for a boy of his age.’ She admired, mentally measuring him to be about seventeen centimetres. Certainly not the biggest she’d ever encountered but still an impressive package for a human teen. ‘This could be fun after all.’
With a devious lick of her lips, Castor reached down and expertly untied the bonds which held Tai’s trousers in-place before stepping back to watch as his solid erection burst free. He was thicker than her was long and the sight of it made her shiver in anticipation. ‘Ooohhhh…very fun indeed’
“Miss Castor?” Tai asked, the sudden sensation of the cool air washing over his cock had jolted him back to life; and suddenly he felt fearful as he saw an inhumanly, predatory look light up her gaze as she stared down at his erect member. But, before he could press her about it; a low moan was ripped from his lips as she moved forward and ran the head of his cock against the inside of her open mouth. Her tongue coming forth to play with the tip of his cock as she used both of her hands to close around the body of his shaft and gently massage him with impressive force.
“Mmm…Do you like this?” She finally asked, moaning around the head of his cock as she continued to tease with unbelievable skill. “Do you like this the feel of your cock in my mouth naughty boy?”

“Yes…” Tai gasped, barely able to form a coherent phrase as he felt the vibrations coursing through his rigid flesh, making it buzz and hum with energy until he feared it might explode.

“You want more?” she asked, already knowing the answer though as she felt his cock jerk between her pursed lips. It never ceased to amaze Castor just how easy young males were to bend and mould as she saw fit. They were like pawns, only able to move one way and she and her sister had learned that the best was to take what they needed from them was to do so through the one thing they’d always fall prey to, sex.
“Yes! I want…morreeeeeeeeeee!!!!” He begged, but Castor had begun before he could finish; causing him to trail off in a long moan as swooping down, she enveloped the first few inches of his shaft in her mouth. Squeezing it with her lips, she caused the veins and ridges of it to throb whilst she relaxed the back of her throat, allowing her to swallow him almost entirely without so much as a second wasted.
“Oh god, Miss Castor… more…more” Tai gasped, his voice low as he tried to speak between moans. At that moment, the skin of his member was so sensitive with arousal that he could feel every movement her tongue made against his flesh, the ways her teeth happened to scrape against him, even how her breath travelled over him every time she inhaled.
Hearing his pleasure drunken ramble, Castor couldn’t help but inwardly smirk as she started to slide her lips up and down the rigid organ, twisting and turning her head while her tongue massaged the underside of his cock. She wanted this to be over quickly, when his arousal peaked so too would his energy level, and only then would she start to feed off him.
“Oh Fuck! Miss Pollux, you’re so tight!”
The distant words cut through Tai’s pleasure dazed brain like a sledge hammer and looking round, he saw that their normally prim and proper sub had straddled Amano’s hips and was now fucking his brains out with a wild abandon. Unable to tear his eyes away from the sight, he became lost to the world as he watched his friend be viciously pleasured by their sapphire haired teacher, almost forgetting about the goddess who happened to be kneeling between his legs with his cock in her mouth.
Watching her young lover’s attention starting to drift, Castor couldn’t help but feel a little jealous. Regardless of the circumstances behind this illicit encounter, the fact that Tai could be so cruel as to watch another while she was trying to pleasure him, made her feel somewhat dejected. Why did Pollux always have to steal her limelight? No matter what she did, Pollux always had to outdo her, regardless of how little it would gain her. The thought made her temper flair and suddenly, she was consumed by the desire to outdo her twin.
Reaching down to the still exposed base of his swollen member while she continued bending up and down on him, massaging the exposed skin with her fingers before applying a dab of pressure with her thumb; coaxing a low groan from his lips as his hips suddenly bucked up from the bed. Quickly, his eyes darted back to her and pleased to know that she had recaptured his attention, she decided that it was now time to turn things up a notch.
“Fuck you’re so good at this Miss Castor.” Tai gasped, biting his inner lip as he felt her tongue greedily lick and suckle his flesh, enjoying his body as if it were some sort of sweet ice treat. Her teeth had started to lightly press against his taught skin and for a moment, he had feared she might be about to bit him, but the pleasure the touch caused quickly threw all those fears from his mind and his left groaning in pleasure as her wonderful lips moved in perfect harmony with the motions of her hand.
His climax was coming, Castor could feel it from the quivering of his cock and as the pressure continued to mount within the base of the boy’s phallus; her predatory instincts began to kick in. She wanted his energy, she needed it the way a great shark hungered for the thrill of a chase before it devoured the insignificant seal. And with the scent of sex wafting through the air, heightening her desire for the taste of the delicious morsel, she began to suck Tai’s shaft with all her hunger, draining him of his energy in that intense vacuum of heat and fluid.
“Oh God! Miss Castor…Something….Something…” Tai could barley form the words, he was growing dizzy with pleasure as the fog clouding his mind seemed to thicken. Dimly, he was aware of his hips starting to buck up as his control over his motor-functions seemed to be waning, but the act of doing so felt bizarrely heavier than normal, as if his actions were in-fact being weighted down by some invisible force. Determined to enjoy the feelings Castor’s actions had stirred within him however, he tried to power through the fatigue until the very act of breathing felt strenuous. “Some…things wrong.”
Despite the pressure building at the base of his spine, the student could feel himself teetering, not on the edge of paradise, but on that of losing consciousness. Steeling a few last breaths, he buried his hands in the TA’s thick chestnut locks and tried to push her lips off his erection. The notion may have been strange when he latter locked back on it but at that moment, it was all his oxygen starved brain could come up with.
Yet try as he might Tai couldn’t muster the strength to force her into relinquishing her grasp and with an irritated look, Castor swatted his grasp away with what he thought to be her hand; until it did not release its grasp on his. Confusion cut a hole through his daze and looking down, he saw that a long spindly limb, the colour of an orange, had coiled around both of his wrists and was holding them apart. His heart suddenly racing with fear, he slowly traced the tether back, his eyes widening as he witnessed it disappear beneath the hem of the woman’s skirt.
“Miss…Castor?” He asked but a strangled yelp suddenly cut in and recognizing the sound of that which came from Amano, his head shot around to where his friend and the Sub were. They were still rutting atop a desk, poised exactly as they were a few moments ago. Only know an appendage that was a blue as the midday ski and appeared to be much like the one that was descending from within the TA’s skirt, was wrapped around Amano’s wrists too and seemed to be restraining him. But then, before his eyes, she began to change, her body grew out and appeared to darken until it too was the colour of the heavens. Claws and talons sprouted from her nails and even her clothing started to cage; forming into small articles that were turquoise and reminded him of something which a dancer might wear whilst preforming.
Unsure of just what to make of this starting revelation, he turned back to his lover; to have all the breath stolen from him as he saw that Miss Castor had vanished, replaced instead by a terrible creature with orange skin, eyes that were a bloody shade of crimson, and a strange marking across her forehead.
Tai wanted to yell, too scream, but the pressure in his cock exploded before he could and as his seed burst forth, the deadly cocktail of nausea and pleasure threw him over the edge and he slumped back in his chair; unconsciousness.
* * * * * *
“Honestly Serena, how are you ever to improve if you never manage to stay awake through an entire period?” Asked Ami; her normally sweet voice crackling with irritation as she fixed her friend with a poignant stare and tried hard not to imagine hitting the blond slacker with the heavy book in her lap.  They’d been sitting in the tutoring room for at least an hour yet despite her best efforts; Serena still hadn’t gotten the hang of any of the major sciences.
“It’s not my fault!” Serena protested, shoving her books into her bag with such force that Ami was amazed it did not rip. “The teachers are just so boring; I can’t keep my eyes open. They always seem to send me off to sleep.”
“Well, be that as it may. You will need to try and stay awake if you wish to pass that exam next month.” Ami explained, he voice continuing to hold its condescending tone even as she pulled her arm into the sleeve of her jacket. Yet she couldn’t keep the grin from her lips as she added. “I don’t think your mother would be very happy with you if you got another failing grade.”
Serena went pale as her friend spoke the words. The mere memory of her mother’s infamous temper was enough to make her feel weak at the knees and her face quickly lit up with a shaky smile as tried her best to look nonchalant. “Oh please Ami…please, don’t tell my mother about this. I swear I’ll do better, I promise.”
Smiling at her friend, Ami gave a quick nod before busying herself with packing away her books. Ever since a small school survey revealed that Serena had a shockingly poor exam pass rate, it had become disturbingly common to find both girls staying well past school hours for some much needed tutoring sessions. But after almost a month of their sessions, Serena still wasn’t proving to be an adaptive student and the knowledge that she was still failing was beginning to tug at Ami’s temper.
Packing up their remaining things, the girls left the room and emerged out into the deserted corridor. Their study room was in-fact one the schools lesser used class-rooms, but Ami liked them to use it because as it was on the top floor of the school, there would likely be fewer distractions once school ended from the other extracurricular students.
“So what time is Rei expecting us tonight” Serena finally asked after a moment, daring to brake the uneasy silence that had sprung up between them since Ami had mentioned her mother.
“About six.” Ami replied, not really looking at her friend as she recalled the conversation they’d had with the priestess at lunch. At the news of her later appointment, Serena’s face dropped. Her stomach was already complaining that it was hungry and if they held their meeting at six, she’d miss dinner and would be forced to have the scraps that were left. However before she could complain, a bizarre sound reached her ears. At first it sounded like squeaking but when she listened closer, Serena could swear she heard heavy breathing, perhaps even moaning.
“Hey Ami, can you hear that?”
Looking up, the aqua-haired beauty gaze a nod. “I think it’s coming from over there.” She whispered, pointing towards a partially open class-room door.
For a moment, Serena considered leaving. If two students were engaging in a secret tryst, and she and Ami were caught peeping by either them or a patrolling teacher, there was no telling how much trouble they might be in, but the gossiping girl within her wouldn’t be dissuaded by such insignificant facts. To witness such people engaged in forbidden carnal activity could prove to yield her useful information so without looking at Ami, she quickly tip-toed forward.
Ignoring her friends protest’s while being as quiet as she could in her approach, the blond got down onto one knee and put her eye to the crack. She had to fight not to scream as she took in the scene that was taking place in the class-room.
Two of her classmates, Tai Ukora and Amano Criffin by the looks of it, were sitting at their desks. From what Serena could recall, they’d been some off the many students to of received detentions from their newest members of the teaching staff, but they most certainly weren’t writing lines like she’d of expected. Instead they had their trousers down and, Serena couldn’t help but blush when she saw how their very erect genitalia were being used by two very notable individuals…
“Oh…my…god! Is that Miss Pollux and her Assistant?” Ami asked, having over grown her discomfort and followed her friend to the door. Yet barely able to keep her voice down as she took in the sight, Serena had to clasp a hand over the girl’s mouth before she could give them both away.
“Ssssshhhhh…Ami we have to keep quite. If they catch us, we’ll be in deep trouble.” The blonde warned, waiting until she saw Ami nod her head franticly before she released her and turned her attention back towards the display. Deep down, Serena new they should run for it but she couldn’t bring herself to turn away from the show. There was just something about watching the forbidden act which made her feel so… hot.
Although Tai and Castor were at too funny an angle for her to see everything clearly, the way Amano was splayed across the table with Miss Pollux atop him gave her the best angle with which to watch as the teacher descended upon him. Her entire body going rigid as she watched the substitute move, lowering herself to his base and then rising up until only the head remained inside of her before doing it all over again. Looks of ecstasy began etching across their faces as bounding up and down with slow bursts of erotic energy, Pollux rode Serena’s classmate with a fervid passion.
“We should go.” Said Ami suddenly, interrupting her friend’s dreamy trance as she began tugging at her clothing, trying to lure the blondes eyes away from the sight before they could sink any deeper in this mess. Although she didn’t exactly want to leave the free show, Serena had to admit that Ami had a point and with one last look at the intense orgy she… only Serena never took her eyes off the site.
Something was very wrong with what she saw. It almost looked like Castor was melting. Her clothing had all but been erased from her body, its fabric turning to smoke and leaving nothing more than a scantily formed magenta garment which Serena was amazed could even fit the TA’s voluptuous form. The hue of her skin was darkening to such an extent that she actually looked to be turning a deep tinge of orange while something that resembled a lot like a tail sprouted forth from the base of her spine.
“Serena! Come on, we need to get out of here before they notice us… On no, Castor and Miss Pollux are Youma.” Ami gasped, having grown anxious with Serena’s stalling and returned to retrieve her. But seeing just what had caught her friend’s attention, she too found herself rooted to the spot and was unable to move. “They…They must be feeding on Tai and Amano. We need to do something before they get away.”
Nodding her head in agreement, Serena began to back away from the door. “Yea…Umm call Rei and tell her that we need her help. Well wait until the boys are unconscious and then attack.”
* * * * * *
Grinning wickedly, Castor threw Tai’s unconscious body to the floor, next to his equally unconscious friend. It would be some time before they’d wake up and even then, they’d have no memory of the feeding. Neither she nor her sister needed to hurry in taking their leave.
“It’s such a shame. They were pretty good, for humans.” She murmured, her eyes running over their naked bodies as she sought to fix their every contour in her memory. Of all the boys they’d lured into their trap, so far these had been the best.
“Come sister, lets return this energy to Nephrite.” Pollux said angrily, having already grown impatient with her twin’s melancholy. As much as she enjoyed gathering the energy they needed from these insignificant beings, she had better things to do than dwell on it. They still had to hunt down those irritating pests, Sailor Moon and her two lackeys. Destroying them should prove far more interesting than gathering energy from a few humans. “We can always find more human toys once we’ve completed our mission….”
“Not so fast Evil doer!” Someone yelled, interrupting the blue Youma before she could finish and making both demons look around in surprise. Too their immense surprise and delight, they saw that three figures were standing in the doorway. Dressed in almost identical outfits, they looked like characters from some children’s video game and could only really be recognised by their very different hair styles.
“Well speak of the devil.” Pollux muttered as her smile grew wicked and her eyes slowly admired the girls’ attractive figures. Excitement causing her veins to burn like molten Lava as she slowly looked up from their milky white thighs to their captive breasts, which stretched against the material of their uniforms and practically showed all that they had to offer with absolutely no sense of discretion.
“You’re rotten ways are like a noose around your neck.” Said the girl on the right; a fiery eyed vixen with long black hair that cascaded down her back, and wore a red miniskirt that matched her high heels. “I am Sailor Mars!”
“They will grow tighter with every breath you take.” Proclaimed the girl on the left, whose hair was as blue and short as her skirt, but with deep azure eyes that her outfit made very hard to believe. “I am Sailor Mercury!”
“Until you are punished for your crimes!” Said their leader; a tallish girl standing in the centre of the three whose blonde hair was held up by two red pieces that made it fall back down to earth in two long tails. “I am Sailor Moon, the champion of justice. And in the name of the moon, I will right wrong and triumph over evil… and that means you!” It was an inspiring speech, but neither Youma looked at all put off by the theatrics however, in-fact their smiles almost to widen as they watched the scouts assume their poses. This was the moment they had been waiting for, the moment they would finally be tested against their most feared of enemies.
Sailor Moon took in the demons lack of concern with a foul mood. Ever since she had learnt about her destiny and the horrors of her past, Serena had grown to completely despise Beryl and her cronies. Their contempt for life had proven to be extremely annoying but the fact that these two actually had the nerve to view her and her friends as amusement was more than she could stand. Anger flooded her system and she stepped forward without thinking as she prepared to attack the Youma with her Tiara. However, she never noticed the discarded book that was lying at her feet and as her boot touched its cover, the book skidded away, causing her to loose balance. With a cry, she fell forward and hit her head on a nearby desk; knocking her unconscious.
“Sailor Moon!” Ami and Rei cried, surprised by their leader’s lack of grace and completely missing the Youma twins launching their tails towards them as they rushed to aid the downed Princess. The stretching limbs coiled around the two scouts like immense serpents, immobilising them as they encircled their arms and torsos, effectively pinning their limbs to their sides as Castor and Pollux effortlessly picked up the captured scouts with little effort.
“Well, would you look at what we have here Castor.” Pollux sneered, hoisting Rei up with her tail until the squirming scout’s feet no longer touched the floor. “We came here to do a bit of fishing and what do we find? Sailor scouts on the hook.”
“I don’t know, Pollux.” Castor commented, using the muscles in her tail to dangle Ami like a fish as she slowly turned the struggling scout around, examining her from back to front before continuing. “They seem rather…small. Should we just throw them back?” Hunger lit up the blue demon’s eyes and with a manic laugh, she reached out and cupped the weight of Mar’s breasts in her hands.
“Oh…I think these will do fine.” She said, running her fingers over the priestess’s covered nipples and smirking as she saw the shiver run through her.
“Take your filthy hands off me! You dammed dirty monster.” Rei gasped, suddenly fighting not to moan as she felt her body betray her; her nipples visibly hardening under the Youma’s skilled touch. Despite the furry in her voice, Pollux merely smiled before slapping the dark haired scout across the face with the back of her hand.
“Silence Sailor slut!” She ordered before roughly pulling on one of the scout’s nipples. “When this is all other, you’ll be begging me for more.” Rei couldn’t help but moan as the action sent bolts through her nerves with shocking ferocity.
“Rei!” Ami cried, still struggling against the clutch of Castor’s tail. Desperately, she tried to break free but the coils that were already wrapped around her held tight and she forced to watch in horror as the blue Youma continued to torment her friend. That was, at least, until Castor noticed her struggles.
“Don’t worry your pretty blue head about her,” she whispered whilst pulling the bound girl closer, not stopping until her lips were next to Ami’s ear. “She loves it.” She had timid her words perfectly and, as if on cue, a much louder moan was drawn from Rei when Pollux started wildly groping both her breasts through her leotard. “And I have my own plans for you, my precious.” With wide, questioning eyes, Ami looked up at Castor but no sooner had she than Castor’s lips were suddenly upon hers in bruising kiss.
Rei couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, her entire body felt like it was on fire. A hot, burning fire that had stolen all thought from her body and left her quivering with delight as she bathed in the sensations that Pollux’s fingers sent coursing through her veins. Dimly, she was aware of Ami’s voice sounding out in the distant, the familiar cords electing some recollection within her but it wasn’t enough to tip the scales back in her favour and she was compelled to dwell in a form of purgatory, frozen, trapped between desire and disgust.
“Mmmmm…Such beautiful tits,” Pollux whispered, licking her lips as she pulled on one of Rai’s nipples with a little extra force; causing the priestess to gasp. “Why Sailor Mars, are you enjoying this?”
“N…No!” gasped Rei; her infamous pride still too great to allow such a slur pass unanswered. “I could never do such a shameful thing.” However, her half hearted words were not enough to convince the lustful Pollux.
“I can’t believe that someone as pure as you Sailor Scouts would get turned on by having a hot Youma like me squeezing their tits.” She sneered. “Go on, say that you want it. Say that you want me pulling and twisting your hard nipples while I play with your tits. Come on; say it and I’ll give you more of this…”
“Oh God!” Rei’s eyes burst open as the moan passed her lips. A shock of pleasure had hit her with the force of a stampede as the Youma twisted her nipple another time, throwing all her inhibitions and pride to the wind as every nerve in her body buzzed with ecstasy. “Don’t stop! Please, don’t stop squeezing it!”
Castor’s tongue barged through Ami’s lips with little trouble, delving into the sapphire haired scout’s delectable cavern and teasing her muscle with light strokes and cresses; causing goose pimples to form across Ami’s skin as she tried not to moan. The Youma could practically taste the girl’s purity, its divine essence was sweeter than anything she had ever tasted and made her hunger for this fragile creature grow all the more ravenous.
It took all that Ami had not to give in to the Youma’s kiss. She could hear Rei’s moans; feel the desire that was flooding her as she was assaulted in the worst of ways, the flames that ignited within her core and bathed all that surrounded her in an intense wanton light. But still Ami resisted. She needed to hold out, if not for the sake of her chastity, then for the sake of Sailor Moon. Once these monsters were done with her and Rei, they would undoubtedly turn on the scouts’ leader and if she were still unconscious, the Princess would not have a chance. She needed to hold out as long as she could; she needed to buy Sailor Moon the time to wake.
“Mmm…Your delicious my sweet.” Castor finally muttered, braking the kiss as she pulled away to look down on the weakly struggling youth. Her forehead had already began to perspire from the strain of resisting and her sapphire locks of hair had began to adhere to her skin as she breathed out hot puffs of air. Sailor Mercury already looked like she had been ravaged and the sight of her in such a state caused a new sensation to begin in the lower portion of her abdomen. Discomfort began to set in and she could already feel something, something she was not accustomed to, stretching against the body of her magenta thong. Curiosity compelled her to look down and there, she saw to her amazement that a prominent bulge had formed at the front of her undergarment. ‘So, this is what Nephrite had in mind when he told us of our mission.’ She thought, unable to keep the smile from her face as she imagined what the lieutenant must have had in mind when he gave both she and Pollux these new devices. ‘How terribly perverse of him…’
With a wicked grin, she pulled on the muscles of her tail and sent Ami whizzing across the room and crashing into the door with a yelp of pain. She was on her again though in a matter of moments, appearing behind the winded scout with a sudden burst of speed, she slammed her chest against the closed door with her palm before reaching beneath the Scout’s blue skirt and groping one of the firm globs of her arse checks. Massaging the teen’s flawless rump, Castor couldn’t help but moan lowly as she took in its sheer perfection. Never had she encountered one so flawless, the sight of the girl’s creamy complexion and succulent curves made her so hot that she just couldn’t resist.
Lifting the blue materiel, Castor couldn’t help but chuckle when she saw the matching thong that the Scout was wearing. Who’d of ever thought a Sailor scout would wear such a undergarment? Taking a moment to savour the sight before reaching down, she ripped the garment away like it was made of nothing more than tissue paper, causing Ami to hiss in pain as Castor brought it up to her lips and took a deep breath of her sent.
“Mmmmm…You have such a delicious aroma.”
Ami couldn’t believe what she seeing and her eyes had grown a wide as saucers as she watched the fiend breath in the air of her panties, unable to tear her eyes away even as her mind screamed for her to try and break free whilst the Youma was distracted; nor secretly did she want to. She couldn’t explain it, didn’t want to believe that a part of her found the sight to be so incredibly alluring that she didn’t want to leave.
Excited by the scout’s deceleration, Pollux reached forward and with a wave of her talons, tore great gashes in the fabric of Rei’s leotard; causing her ample cleavage to burst free as the weakened elastic was unable to contain them. Crying out, the dark haired temptress pulled one of her arms free of the bind and tried to cover herself with her arm but was unable to withstand the Blue skinned Youma’s might as she easily pulled the obstruction away. Completely exposed to the monstrous being’s gaze, shame quickly stained her skin a deep red as she felt the heat of Pollux’s stare fall on her giggling breasts.
“What beautiful tits you have Sailor Mars,” Pollux complemented, her full lips forming a wide smile as she bent her head down to them. “I simply must have a taste of one.”
Rei wanted to scream out as she felt the Youma’s tongue quickly graze her nipple, its wet tip circling her painfully hard bud before disappearing back into her mouth.
“You’re delicious.” Was all Pollux could utter before her head fell between the full orbs of Rei’s breasts. Like a purring feline, she languished in the narrow valley whilst rubbing her smooth checks against the scout’s bountiful cleavage. They were like marshmallows, and she had enormous amounts of fun burying her face between them before inhaling a deep breath; taking in the musky scent of the girl’s arousal as she turned her head to the side and began hungrily kissing exposed flesh.
The contact sent a shiver running from Rei’s breast to the molten pit of her core, causing a low series of grunts to escape the priestess as she felt Pollux’s mouth dance around the bud of her nipple. The feel of the Youma’s heated breath washing over her skin, tickling her senses as she lightly nipped across the globes of her breasts, was so illicitly divine that Rei was sure her nipples were growing harder by the second and as much as her pride refused to believe it; she couldn’t deny that a part of her enjoyed the torture.
“You will pay for this, monster…” she gasped, her dark chocolate eyes beginning to glaze over as she gazed down at Pollux with a look that she hoped to be one of contempt but Pollux merely chuckled.
“Only time will tell, my pet.” she whispered before capturing Rei’s nipple between her teeth and giving it a gentle tug. Surprised, the priestess couldn’t stop her cry of pleasure as her back arched up into the Youma’s waiting mouth, unwittingly begging her for more. “My you are quite the wanton trollop, aren’t you little sailor slut?” Rei was only dimly aware of the Youma’s words. Heat gripped her body in spasms of greedy desire and with every twirl of the blue demon’s tongue; she could feel herself slipping away into a deep pool of burning ecstasy. Its insatiable depths dulling her reactions to such a pitch that she never noticed when the coils about her arms were loosened, the deceivingly muscular body of Pollux’s tail unravelling itself from about her as the Youma lowered her down on a desk.
The cold surface of the previously unattended desk sent a shock through Rei’s body but it could do little to quench the fiery desire that raged within her and soon a song of moans were flowing from her lips as she squirmed wildly beneath the ministrations. Sensing her prey’s resistance slipping, Pollux doubled her attentions by pushing the magnificent orbs together and flicking the pebbled buds with her tongue before sucking on them with a fierce suction. In a matter of seconds, the seductive Youma had Rei moaning with almost no control as a fresh dose of heat rushed through her body. Entranced and loving every second of the sweet torture, she could only moan and arch up into Pollux’s mouth while she slowly spread the priestess’s athletic legs and shifted between her soft thighs.
As her lips and tongue continued to tease the scout’s trapped nipples, her free hand slid down her body, passing down over her hip, trailing over the red skirt and onto the mid of her thigh. With a feather light touch, her fingers began to move back up the scape, gathering the material as she went. Slipping her hand beneath the bunched up skirt, Pollux couldn’t help but moan when she felt the damp material. The slut was so wet that she was amazed she hadn’t noticed it earlier and just the thought of her sopping wet pussy made her own painfully hard arousal twitch. She had to have her; she couldn’t stand the suspense a moment longer.
Feeling the Youma’s slow ministrations as her hand travelled across her core, Rei thought she might just die in a fiery storm of passion. The fiery ropes of passion that it caused to burn through her were so inexplicitly divine that she couldn’t help but throw her hips off the table as she arched up into… And then her world seemed to freeze as she felt the heavy weight of Pollux’s arousal pressing against her burning loins.
Sinking down onto her knee’s, Castor’s mouth began to water as she looked up at Sailor Mercury’s delectable and very wet, pussy. The air was thick with the musky scent of desire and it filled her mind with lust as with a deep breath, she inhaled the aroma. It was tantalisingly sweet and the red Youma began to feel light headed as her hunger for Scout mounted. She had to taste her sweet pussy and like a serpent, she flicked her tongue along the teen’s core; causing Ami’s breath to catch as she realised what the demon was up to. Eyes widening, she opened her mouth to speak but all that came was a low groan as Castor’s almost ghostly soft tongue sent a bolt of ecstasy through her body.
“Please…Mmmmm…Stop…I don’t want…Mmmmm…stop,” Ami finally moaned, her fingers tightening on the timber frame as she tried to fight the sensations Castor’s devious muscle teased her centre.
Hearing the scout cry out in such a needy tone, Castor dropped the subtle tactics and slid her tongue between Ami’s folds and over her clit. The contact caused a wave of pleasure to crash into the girl’s body and she couldn’t help but whimper in pleasure as she literally began shaking with unrealised anticipation. It was obvious she wanted it, even if her mind hadn’t quite caught up to the fact. “You’re so sweet,” the Youma whispered, her hot breath washing over the teen’s skin as she happily drank up the girl’s natural juices. Her greedy tongue sliding down from the girl’s clit to tease her core, moving at an agonizingly slowly pace until she reached the entrance and went back up, and then repeating the process again and again. “I could just eat you all day long.”
Hearing the Youma’s voice, Ami twisted her head round to see the semi naked creature knelt between her buttocks, a shiver running down her spine as she watched her worm her face deeper into the valley of flesh. It was so erotic, to watch as the monster did such dirty things to her body, that she was unable to hold back her moans. Her darkening sapphire eyes quickly falling shut as the vision brought forth new pleasures and she unknowingly began arching her body up against the door.
“Oooooh…Mmmmmm…Oh God…Oh God…Oh stop…Don’t lick me there!” The scout gasped, trembling slightly as she felt the Youma’s tongue begin to probe a little deeper within her core. “No! I… I don’t want this.”

“Yes you do, Sailor Slut.” Castor growled, her full lips curving into a smile even as she began gently tugging at Ami’s sensitive clit. “You want it and your practically dripping at just the thought of me licking you dry.”
Ami’s eyes opened wide at the sensation. She was close, so close that she could already feel the climactic release gathering in the pit of her belly and as soon as the Youma touched her clit, she couldn’t help bucking and writhing against her. The feeling of it was beyond anything she could have imagined and her cries of pleasure grew louder with every touch of her tongue.
“Y…No! I…” Her cries of protest ceased when the Youma suckled her small bundle of nerves and made a low rumbling Mmm...That reverberated through her like a great earth-quake. Trapped in throws of indescribable ecstasy, her head fell back and her mouth began opening and closing in a silent scream as shocks of pleasure crashed into her body. “Oooooh…Mmmmmm…Oh God…Oh God…Oh…please…don’t stop…”
“I’m sorry, what was that?” Castor asked teasingly, stopping her ministrations for a moment as she look up at the girl from beneath the curve of her backside. “I think I must have misheard, did you just say…Don’t Stop?”
“Yes! Yes I want it! Please, let me cum!” Ami cried, no longer caring about anything besides her own pleasure as the last fragments of her resistance faded away. “Please…oh please! I’m horny and I love what you’re doing to my body so please, just let me cum!” She begged as the words caused the Youma’s smile to broaden into a wide toothy grin. She was all hers now. And, Castor thought, not a moment too soon for she had grown tired of this game. Her achingly stiff arousal was in desperate need of its own release and as fun as the teasing was, it sure as hold couldn’t compare to what she had planned for this delectable morsel.
With that in mind, she decided that it was finally time to finish the girl off and a fresh shock suddenly ran through Ami as Castor resumed sucking her bud. The wet tip of her tongue expertly swivelling around the engorged bundle of nerves while she watched in avid fixation as the scout climb levels of inconceivable pleasure, wailing incoherent words more and more as the sensations mounted within her.
“Oh…. I’m going to….. Oh… Almost….” Ami suddenly moaned, her hips shaking violently as she approached her climax, added of course by the devious Youma’s ministrations. “Oh yes! Fuck! Oh, god! Oh, god! Oh! Oh! Ah! Ah! Uhhrrrggghhh!”

From the way her thighs had so suddenly clenched around her, Castor knew she had found one of the girl’s sweet spots and she began focusing all her attention on that one spot; moving continuously to reach every part of her pleasure point. Relentless and unyielding, she overlooked nothing in the passionate race to bring the girl to her peak and her wicked tongue only grew more ravenous as she felt Ami’s legs begin shaking.

“Oohhhhh Yesssss! It’s so Goooooddddd!!! I…I think…I’m going to climax!” Ami cried, her body practically quiver with anticipation for the impending pleasure as it mounted like the waters of a well inside of her. Its burning depths drawing dangerously close to the rim, threatening to over spill at any moment and drown her in whirling pool of ecstasy as Castor’s tongue flicked back and forth over her clitoris. It was just so incredible that no fibre of her being could resist and now she couldn’t even remember why she had been so keen to resist. Nothing so evil could ever feel this good…. “OOOHHHHHHH I’M CUMMIIINNNGGG!!!!!!!!”
With a conceited smirk playing across her lips, Castor happily drank down the scout’s climax like it were warm milk before stepping back and watching amusedly as the dazed scout slumped against the wall. It had been a fun game while it lasted but now she was ready for the coup-de-grace and hooking the tip of her tail around the elastic of her stretched thong; she slid the garment down her thighs. Free at last from its suffocating prison, her arousal stood proud with a layer of pre-cum covering its bulbous head. ‘Oh yes. This is going to be very fun indeed. Now prepare yourself Sailor Mercury…’
Frozen in fear, Rei couldn’t move and she looked up at Pollux with wide, fearful eyes. She could feel the heat of the Youma’s shaft radiating through the thin fabric of their lower garments, tickling her most private of places as it pressed against her with increasing force. She dreaded what was about to transpire, but deep down, a part of her longed for it and it was that part of her that caused her hips to roll slightly.
The scout’s motion caused a wide smile to spread across Pollux’s lips and she reached down and with one wave of her talons, cut their silken thongs to ribbons. Freed at last from its suffocating prison, her bright blue erection shot up like a train and the Youma couldn’t help moaning as a fresh rush of sensations overtook her. But with her mind elsewhere, Pollux’s concentration began to dip and thus her tail began to loosen its coil hold and it was at that moment when life returned to Rei.
Realising this might be her only chance, the Scout of Mars slowly began to wriggle free but before she could completely rid herself of the limbs clutch; it began to tighten once more as a chillingly familiar voice said. “And just where do you think your sneaking off to my pet?”
Unable to escape the reforming clutch of the Youma’s tail, Rei could think of only one thing left for her to do and so, she pulled her arms up with her index fingers together.
Fire Soul!” She cried, trying to feed the attack with her fury as a stream of fire erupted from her finger tips and spiralled up into Pollux’s face. The attack hit the Youma full force but her spirit lacked the enthusiasm needed to deal a fatal blow and the demon was merely knocked back. Panicking at her failure, Rei rolled onto her hands and knees but before she could scurry away; the Youma’s hand shot out and tore long strips from her skirt as she tried to stop her escaping.
For the briefest of moments, Rei thought she had escaped but then her skirt was completely pulled away as Pollux’s hand shot out again and this time, her aim was golden. Shocked by the swiftness of the assault, she unwittingly paused as numbness set in along the reddening skin of her thighs and the demon took full advantage of it by reaching out with her other hand and taking a fistful of the Scout’s leotard. Although elasticated, the material of the top was no match for a Youma’s talons and it tore easily.
Hissing in pain as she felt the blue demon’s claws scratch across her back, the priestess tried again to get away but she slipped on the ruined material of her cloths and Pollux had no trouble in catching her hips. Dragging the struggling girl back, she pressed her arousal between the full globes of the girl’s arse, trailing it against the folds of her core before mercilessly thrusting it inside her.
“NOOOO!!!” Cried Rei, tears rolling down her cheeks as the sensation of the Youma’s dick stretching her inner-walls hit her like a burning locomotive. She knew her first time would hurt but never had she imagined it’d be like this. Yes there was pain, but it was short and it stabbed her like the blade of a dagger, the heat of it far outweighed that. The presence of the shaft inside of her burned with the intensity of a sun and it radiated through her with the intensity of such as Pollux began to withdraw. There was no time for her to adjust and she found herself being hit by a storm of hell-fire that knocked all the sense from her body.
“Ohhh! You’re so tight!” Pollux groaned, tightening her grip on the scout’s milky thighs as the priestess’s burning arousal coated her pulsating cock. Hungry for more, the Youma pushed deeper into her channel before pulling out in one long motion, giving Rei less than a second to catch her breath before starting to plough into her core like some wild beast.
“No! Pull it out! Please…I don’t want this!”
It felt like the monster was trying to rip Rei in two. Violent and savage, its thrusts pushed deeper and deeper inside of her with bruising force and it was like nothing the raven haired beauty had ever come to expect of her first time. The fire in her hips burned with an all new intensity every time the creature entered her and the shame of violation made her cringe, but for all her will and tenacity, she just couldn’t resist the thrill she got from the tryst. The pain of it hurt but there was also something lurking just beneath the surface. Some torrid sensation that worked with the pain to create a sensation the likes of which she could never of imagined. A hybrid of the two rawest sensations, the feeling bathed the priestess in a new light and she felt her protests quickly dying away.
“Oh god, please forgive me grandpa. I can’t take this any-more…..It’s so hot…so good…Oh yes give me more!” Rei suddenly moaned, moving back to meet Pollux’s thrusts as she felt the Youma filling the depths of her core and bumping against her cervix with the force if a battering ram; causing the scout to let out a scream of desire that only made the demon’s hunger burn greater.
“That’s it Sailor Slut! You like it don’t you. Go on; tell me how good it feels to have my big cock fucking your virgin pussy.” Pollux snapped, her ivory white talons digging red lines across the scout’s milky thighs as she pulled the long length of her tapered cock from the tight depths before forcefully thrusting back inside. “Oh so tight, I’m going to keep fucking you till your sweet young body is in ruin!”
Rei wanted to protest to the Youma’s vulgar words but she couldn’t find the words and instead a stream of moans escaped her as the thrusts became faster and harder. The sex was so wild and primitive, she shouldn’t have liked it but this monster knew just how to inflict its malevolent pleasures upon her that she couldn’t resist.
“Oh Yes…More…More…I can’t bare it! It’s so…so hot…So great!” Mars wailed; her eyes almost rolling in their sockets as the wash of pleasure hit her body like a tsunami. She craved the sensation of being roughly filled and eagerly pushed back against the demon, her wild body meeting him again and again as she bucked and writhed like a charging mare. “Oh…It’s so hot…I’m melting…Oh god my body’s melting! Ohhh yesss…fuck me harder you damned monster! ”
“Yea, that’s it slut. Tell me how much you like getting raped by my big Youma cock!” Demanded Pollux; visibly licking her lips as she watched the teen’s gorgeous rump dance along the length of her arousal. The scout’s tight sheath was like a furnace and the feeling of it wrapping around her flesh was incredible and she accomplished the girl’s requests without a moment’s pause. Driving the phallus forward as she grasped Rei’s hips like her life depended on it; the Youma stepped up her moments and began almost driving the teen into the desk as she furiously pummelled her slick canal. For a moment she wondered gleefully if she might be hurting the scout but the renewed effort only made Rei’s moans grow louder and soon she was practically screaming with delight as Pollux fucked her with enough force to break the fragile desk.
The stream of pleasure endued cries continued to flow from the Priestess while she lost herself in the pleasure, her delirious cries punctured only occasionally by some ill formed profanity as she mounted the crest of a divine peak. Nothing could compare to this feeling and she welcomed it with all her body and mind as a fresh wash of ecstasy pushed her all the more closer.
The sudden clenching of Mar’s inner walls drew an involuntary moan from the Youma and she struggled to keep herself from climaxing as the slick walls began working her organ with a fresh vigour. Yet it became near impossible for her to fend off the impending release when her prey began to chant a cry of “Oh baby…go in deeper…oh god…deeper…deeper!” The sound was like music to her ears and Pollux’s eyes fell shut as the well of pleasure bubbling away in her loins approached the brim of her being.
“Yea you love my cock don’t you Sailor Slut.” She gasped, releasing one of her grips on the scout’s hips and leaning forward ever so slightly to coil the limb about her waist. Devious fingers moved with expert grace to cup Mar’s mound before finding her clit as she continued to wildly thrust into her from behind. “Now cum…cum…CUM!!!
Rei roared like a tigress as the contact sent a spike of pleasure pulsing through her body and, barley aware of the world around her, she thrashed about in passion as Pollux’s fingers mercilessly worked her nub. Pulling at sensitive bud before rolling it between the pads of her fingers, the Youma worked both of the scout’s hot spots in perfect rhythm; her cock burning a furious path inside the teen’s core whilst her fingers continued to torment the erect bundle of nerves.
“Oh God! So hot…I’m…I’m going to cum… oh yes…harder…harder….I’m Cumming…oh god yes I’m cumming!” Mars yelled; her voice barely recognisable as she basked in the waves of delight. Her body was convulsing and every minimal movement made her shake until she could stand no more. Throwing her head back, a barely audible scream passed her lips as the incomparable delight of getting savagely fucked into unconsciousness knocked her mind blank.
Pollux’s hips continued their thrusts, her elegant cock sinking over and over again into the tight depths even as the scout’s convulsing walls closed around her. The action drew a long moan from her throat every time however and soon it became too much for the demon. When the burning channel clamped firmly upon her length, subduing the release became impossible and she howled out in her own completion; her long cock spilling forth a tide of burning fluid inside her unconscious victim.
Across the chamber, for the most part Castor had been more than happy to just stand back and watch as her sister when to work on the dark haired scout; enjoying the sight of their enemy’s defeat but also unable to deny the perverse pleasure she got from watching the show. Although this was the first time they had had the chance to use the ingenious devices that were prominent between their legs, she had always secretly admired her sister’s undeniable skills. She was, without a doubt, a master when it came to seduction and intercourse.
Suddenly, a low whimper drew her back to the world of the living. Casting her gaze back to the still whimpering Sailor Mercury, she felt a shiver run through her nerves as admired the Scout’s creamy peach like rump. At last, she had the chance to live out one of her all time fantasies.
With a gleeful smirk, she moved forward and positioned herself behind the scout. Taking a hold of her hips, she parted the full mounds and pressed the head of her cock against the girl’s anus.
Surprised by the sensation of something touching her rear, Ami looked back in alarm and saw to her horror that the Youma was positioned behind her. Alarm flared inside of her as she felt the weeping head begin forcing its way inside her.
“Oh God…What are you doing?” She asked, barely able to keep a voice level as a shock of agony hit her like a lightning bolt from the intrusion.
“I’m about to fuck your tight light virgin ass, Sailor slut.” Castor gloated, tightening her grasp on her creamy thighs as she felt the girl squirm and holding her in place as she pushed into her arse.
“No! Not that. Please anything but thaaahhhhhh!” Her plea turned to a cry of anguish as she felt her body opening its gates to the demon in a way she had never believed possible. The pain of it was excruciating and for a moment she feared it might bring about her death as Castor pushed forward and plunged the head of her arousal into her tight rump. Unfortunately for Ami, there was no time for her to adjust to the sensation and she could only release a hoarse cry as she felt her arse being thrust apart by the demon’s swollen sex, the thick length forcing its way inside her and filling the tight crevice completely.
When at last she was fully sheathed within the tight embrace of the scout’s rump; Castor let out a long moan. The tight muscles of the sapphire haired teen’s anus were pressing around her shaft, desperately trying to force the foreign object to leave, but she revelled in the tight confines and drank in every sensation it sent up her cock. It was too tight a fit for her to move comfortably but the Youma didn’t care about comfort and she started to withdraw. Pulling out until only the head remained inside; she began building a rhythm by thrusting back inside.
“Aaahhh…Stop It…Your hurting me.” Ami sobbed, tears visibly rolling down her checks as she felt the dry heat moving through her like a fire. She’d heard some of the gossiping girls in the halls talking about anal sex and knew she needed to relax, but the pain was so intense that she couldn’t help struggling to free herself from this unwanted onslaught. However, she only succeeded in grinding herself further onto the invading shaft.
“Oh yeah, my dick feels great in your ass!” Castor declared, letting out a long moan as she felt the scout’s antics press her cock even deeper within the cavern. She could feel the scout’s horror at being violated in such a manner and it only served to feed her sexual delight as she began to pick up the pace. Thrusting in and out of the girl’s tight arse, the Youma had to struggle against releasing her liquid lust into the teen to soon. Especially when she felt the scout’s body beginning to relax before she started to grind herself back onto the throbbing shaft.
Blinking past tears, Ami desperately tried to make sense of things as she felt the tendrils of something new and exciting building within her belly. Despite the anguish of having her rear so savagely defiled, she began to find a strange sort of pleasure in the feeling as her body adjusted to the presence inside of her. Goose bumps spread across her creamy skin and before long she found herself taking in sharp breaths as she relaxed alight. Pleasure and pain were becoming foreign concepts as the two sensations mixed together to form something entirely new and robbed her of her sense of the world.
“No…Stop…No more! I can’t take it!” She moaned, unconsciously pushing her body back against the Youma’s thrusts. The demon’s arousal was so thick that it stretched her neither hole to dimensions she’d never thought feasible, yet all she felt now was a delectable sense of fullness and the harder and faster he thrust, the more she moaned out her pleasure. “Oh God! Why is it so good?”
“That’s it slut. Give yourself over to the pleasure of me fucking your ass.” Castor goaded, her lips turning upwards as she watched with immense amusement as the previously sweet and innocent sailor scout lost her inhibitions and with it, whatever remained of her will to resist. “Come on, beg me for more! Tell me you want more of my cock in your ass! Tell me you want to get fucked!”

“No…I Won’t. I couldn’t want such a disgraceful thing…I…” Ami’s voice broke and a long moan flowed stead as she felt the tip of the demon’s tail graze her clit. The touch was light but it was enough and sparks flew behind her cloudy blue eyes as she felt the duel pleasures crash into her body with incredible force. “I want it. Oh please…give me more…more in my ass…more!”

“That’s a good slut. Now be honest and you’ll have more.” The Youma promised, tightening her hold on the girl’s hips as her own pounded into the shapely mounds and thrust the shaft in and out of her like a piston. Bruises had begun to form across the creamy skin yet Ami could only moan and her beautifully shaped arse jiggled every time the demon’s shaft was thrust inside her like a great hot poker. “Do you like the way my cock is stretching your ass?”
“Uh…yes! Oh yes!” The scout cried, bucking her hips against the Youma in delight. For her, nothing existed beyond this forbidden tryst and she was so lost in its burning depths that she could feel every vein, rib and edge on the Youma’s cock as it buried in and out of her depths like a writhing serpent. No longer could she remember the war between Sailor Moon and Queen Beryl, that now her friends were in danger. All she cared about was that the demon kept fucking her arse, and the furious pool of pleasure which was welling up in her abdomen.
“Uh…that’s it Slut! Take my Youma cock up your ass!” grunted Castor, her breath now coming in ragged gasps as she fault to remain in control. However every thrust was a battle and a half and the demon could already feel her release approaching as beads of sweat literally rolled down her skin. “Take it like the slut you are! Make me cum in your tight asshole”
Ami felt like she was on fire, an intense passion was burning through her body and all she could do was moan out her pleasure as Castor’s cock reached previously untouched areas of her body. Still squeezing the threshold of the class-room door for dear life, the force of the demon’s thrusts pushed her near naked body against the barrier, the rough surface teasing her nipples even as she ground herself back against the shaft.
“Ooooohhhhhhh…My Butt…My butt is filled with all you dick. Please fuck me more!” She cried, enduring the frantic rhythm of their bodies as, grunting like an animal, the Youma took her with a savagery no human could ever match. It felt as though the monster was going to tear her apart and she loved every minute of it. “Oh god…YES! Oh fuck my butt! Oh I’m going to climax…oh god I’m cumming!”
Castor could feel the molten passion building within herself as she threw all her power into destroying the girl’s body. She knew she was too close to continue fighting its inevitable release but she didn’t care. All that mattered to her now was that by any means necessary, she needed to succeed in defeating her enemy. There could be no failure, and with that in mind she continued to thrust into her prey hard and fast until Ami’s entire body was rocked by spasms as she screamed her release to all within earshot. The force of the scout’s climax hit Castor like a meteor shower and, consumed by the way the tiny opening suddenly began pulsing around her, the demon’s own climax exploded through her. With a load howl, the demon’s cock released wave after wave of her creamy essence into the girl’s bowls.
For several moments, the room was filled with the sound of panting as both Youma came down from their respective climax, neither seeming to either care or notice that their exploits had thrown both scouts into unconsciousness. Indeed, The fact only seemed to dawn upon Castor when her softening arousal slipped from Mercury’s rear and she quite literally fell at her feet.
“Well sister, it seems our fun has come to an end.” Smirked Castor; her gaze lingering for a moment on the unconscious beauty’s trembling body before turning back to her twin with a sadistic smile playing across her lips. “Should we kill them now?”
“Yes.” Pollux replied, however her voice betrayed a hint of reluctance and as she looked down upon the naked body of Sailor Mars, it was clear she’d of preferred not to slay the beauty. “It’s a shame, she was so much fun to play with.”
“I know Sister, I know. We probably won’t find any who can match up to them on this whole shitty planet.” Continuing to grumble under her breath as she walked across the chamber, Castor never noticed the way Sailor Moon’s body was slowly moving across the floor. “But it is out of our hands. Queen Beryl gave strict instructions that the Sailor scouts were to be destroyed should they get in our way.”
Pollux nodded in agreement though she continued to wear her look of displeasure until her twin came to stand by her. She wanted to object to destroying such enjoyable distractions but lacked the stupidity required to voice those doubts. Or maybe she just never had the chance to do so, no sooner had she met her sister’s gaze than a large book flew towards them. With a loud thump, the heavy tome crashed into the blue Youma’s face yet; failed to break her icy demeanour. Without a word said, the twins turned in the direction of the tossed book and saw that Sailor moon had regained consciousness and was holding a large pile of literature at her hip.
“Now this is how books should be used.” She said, her full lips raised in a confident smile that just about managed to hide the fear she felt at being on her own against the pair. Although she had fought solo before, never had she taken on two Youma at once. She’d need to be careful.
“Well look who’s finally woken up.” Castor sneered, her blood already starting to boil at the thought of taking on the leader of the Scouts. “Come sister, let’s get her…”
“Be careful Castor. Remember that this one is stronger than the others. She has destroyed so many of our kind.” Pollux warned, reaching out to restrain her sister even though she failed hide her own look of excitement. “Perhaps we should use our real power to take care of this one.
“Our real power?” Castor asked; her smile widening as she ran the idea through her mind. “What an excellent idea sister, it has been so long since we got to really test our powers.”
Serena watched the exchange with a growing sense of alarm. She wanted to throw another book but her arm felt heavy and she struggled to move it as she watched the two Youmas move closer together. Suddenly a bright light consumed the Youma and startled, she dropped the texts as a single thought ran through her mind. ‘Oh this can’t be good.’
Holding up her hand to shield her eyes against the brightness, Serena was forced to back away as the glow of the Youmas’ transformation lit up the darkening classroom with more intensity than the sun. This was defiantly not part of her plan.
She hadn’t quite known what to expect when she first blinked past the haze of unconsciousness. The air had had been musky and laced by a strong aroma as a strange chorus of sound filled the air but it wasn’t until she realised she was lying on something very cold and solid, that it dawned on the teen that she wasn’t at home in her lovely, soft bed.
It had taken just about all of her willpower not to scream when, looking up, she witnessed both of the Youma raping her two friends mercilessly. Common sense had screamed for her to run, but her legs had felt like lead weights and she was paralysed to the spot as she watched the perverse display. The things she saw were unspeakable and a blight on all that the sailor scouts stood for, but Serena just couldn’t take her eyes off them. She’d transfixed even when the red demon shoved the thing that looked remarkably like a boy’s penis into Ami’s butt, the sight causing an explosion of heat to erupt through her abdomen as her breath started to come quicker.
Only when it was all over had she been able to move. Snatching up the first thing that came to hand, she attacked the pair with everything she had. Now Serena was beginning to wonder whether a smarter idea would have been to run for it.
Suddenly, the light started to die and soon Serena could make out the dark silhouette of life within. Strange, their appeared to be only one but this creature was definitively larger than the previous two and the teen could clearly discern the rapid movement of two tails. Never before had she seen a Youma go through such a strange metamorphosis and at the thought of how monstrously powerful this thing must be, a shiver of fear tingled down her spin to cool the heat in her loins for good.
Doing her best to prepare for the inevitable battle, she began gathering her energy in the hope of being ready to attack before the demon could recover but in the blink of an eye, the monster’s shadow had vanished, even though its transformation’s effects had not. For a moment, she thought it was nothing but a trick of the light, but when the phosphorescence finally dimmed entirely and she saw that the area was indeed void of demons; Serena had just enough time to yell out before an immense force crashed into her side and threw her off her feet.
Crashing into a wall with the force of a battering ram, Serena was on the verge of blacking out by the time she landed in a heap. A fresh, darker haze of unconsciousness closing around her and obscuring her view of the monster as it came to stand before her. As her sensations waned, the reincarnated Princess tried desperately to wake up but the weight and pain of it all was so great that she struggled to rise.
She could see a tall, voluptuously built woman with violet skin and long locks of plum coloured hair. Two sets of glowing red eyes looked down at her, causing a sudden wash of fear to jolt through her, bringing her back to life just as the Youma snatched up both of her long ponytails and dragged her up to her knees with an iron hold. Bending forward, the demon lowered its face down to Serena’s level before taking a breath that was so deep she thought the creature may have been trying to suck the very air from her lungs.
“Behold our perfection.” The demon whispered; its voice now a melding of those of the Youma sisters. “You should be honoured; no one has set eyes on our true power in more than a millennium and we have long since forgotten the feel of what it’s like to be one. We shall certainly enjoy reacquainting ourselves with it on you.”
Stubborn to the end, Serena wanted to say something defiant but the words died in her throat when she suddenly felt two objects pressing into her stomach. Unable to master her curiosity, her big blue eyes darted down to see to the monstrous sight of the demon’s hard penises pressing against her flat belly. Poised like a skew ‘V’, the shafts pushed against her with unrelenting force and the teen could guess what the Youma had in mind.
“No…” She murmured; her words shaking as the tone of her voice was laced by fear and tears began to well up in the corners of her eyes. This was not how she wanted her first to be, she didn’t want to lose her virginity to some stinky cross-gender monster. However, her tears only made the demon’s smile widen and Serena could feel the added pressure to her hair as the Youma, not so gently, angled her to where it wanted her to be.
“Now open wide.” The Youma commanded, her demonic gaze twinkling with a wicked sense of glee as with a vicious tug, she yanked the princess’s head down onto the head of her erect alpha cock. Gasping, Serena tried to pull away but the demon’s hold was much too great for her to fight against and like the siege ram at the gates of some ancient castle, the demon’s phallus barged past her lips with bruising force and the teen’s eyes opened wide with horror as the rigid flesh forced its way down her throat. Gagging and fighting for air, Serena tried to scream but all she could produce was a low rumble that travelled along the demon’s arousal and hit her nerves like lightning bolts.
“Oh yea! That’s the way slut. Make me cum all over that pretty face of yours.”
Hearing the order, Serena wanted to protest but the Youma’s hold was still too strong for her to fight against. Or perhaps there was another reason. At that notion, the heroine quivered. Even though the object was near suffocating her, the feeling of it violating her orifice with such force made an unbearable heat rush through her body and the salty taste of its tip made her mouth water… ‘No…No…I can’t be enjoying this!” She thought, suddenly angry with herself as impulse to give-in to the demon almost took over. ‘I won’t give in to this monster!’
Finally after several long moments, the demon’s grip slacked enough for the princess to pull away and growing desperate for oxygen, she did so without a moment’s hesitation. However, before she could remove the phallus completely the Youma’s grip went taut and she was forced to keep the bulbous head between her lips. It certainly wasn’t freedom, but at least she could breathe again.
“That’s it Sailor Slut, now suck on my big dick you little whore.” As much as the idea sickened her, Serena decided that the best way to get out of this nightmare in one piece was to surrender to the monster’s demands.
Wanting to just get it over with as quickly as possible, the Princess slowly began to tighten her lips around the phallus as she began sucking on the velvety head like it were some ice lolly she’d just bought from a corner shop. The contact caused the Youma to suck in a ragged breath and Serena could not help but inwardly grin, unwittingly mistaking the inhalation as a sign of surprise rather than enjoyment. It pleased her to think that she could knock this abomination off guard, but it did not take long for the demon to quash those thoughts when it wrapped a clawed hand in her hair.
A wall of pressure slammed against her skull when the demon tried to take control and looking up, the teen shot her an evil look but it did little to help her situation. Quite the reverse in-fact as its face almost seemed to light up with dark glee as she met the girl’s hateful gaze, all the while increasing the pressure against Serena’s skull to try and force her lips down the aching flesh of her arousal.
Pain exploded in her neck as the force grew too great for her to fight against; daggers of ice prodded and poked at every nerve in her spine and the princess had no choice but to give in, slowly lowering her body to let her lips explore the territory. The salty taste of the demon’s arousal made her shiver as she found she enjoyed the flavour a little too much. Unconsciously snaking her tongue out along the organ’s ridge, she tried to gather up as much of the perspiration as she could before letting out a low rumble in her throat as the essence washed over her taste buds like thick syrup.
The added contact of the scout’s tongue made the Youma emit another moan and the force behind her hold on Serena’s head lessened, but the girl didn’t stop her motions. Encouraged by the pleasing taste of the salty pre-cum, she relaxed her throat and slowly slid her further down the column, taking as much of the Youma’s phallus as she could in one breath.
Feeling the weight of the Demon’s second erection pressing between the mounds of her breasts as her jaw stretched to its limit, Serena recoiled only until she could take another breath before sinking her mouth down the shaft again, falling into a rhythm that felt natural to her as she bobbed her head up and down. The truly sad thing was she was actually starting to enjoy pleasuring her enemy.
“Oh! That’s a good Sailor slut; I bet you just love sucking my cock!” Purred the Youma, her full lips peeling back to reveal the whites of her fangs as she basked in the pleasure of the girl’s oral assault. “Oh god come on, suck me more! I want to cum all over that pretty face of yours.”
Unable to resist the demon’s vulgar demands, Serena soon lost herself in her life’s surreal turn as she continued to engulf the thick column until her jaw could stretch no more around its thick body. She could feel the veins and layers of muscle travel beneath her lips like bumps each time she bent her head down the long shaft. It was so deliciously captivating that her eyes began to close and she never noticed the Youma’s swaying tails disappear from view. Moving as silently as the dead, the two thick limbs arched back and did a 180 degree turn to sneak between the demon’s legs and up to the blonde’s shaking knees. Only then did Serena realise what was happening but it was too late, already the sound of tearing latex filled the homeroom as the limbs exploded into life and shot up beneath the girl’s skirt. The blue cotton of the garment ripped almost immediately but the elastic of the leotard stretched as the appendages pushed past its waistband and it wasn’t until the tips of the tails assaulted Serena’s breasts that it broke.
Almost screaming her surprise, the reincarnated Princess tried to cover her naked chest but the limbs pushed her hands aside as the Youma made a disapproving sound.
“Now now Sailor Slut, it’s a bit too late to be modest after you’ve been wilfully sucking on a mouthful of my Youma cock.” Growing bright red with shame and embarrassment, Serena let her arms go slack and fall to her side, revealing the full, creamy whiteness of her flawless breasts to the demon’s lustful gaze.
“Mmmm…You have such beautiful tits; I can’t wait to watch them jiggle as I fuck you. But first…” With a wicked sneer, the Youma placed a hand on the back of the girl’s head and forced her to look up, momentarily enjoying the sight of the blonde’s pink lips wrapped around the flesh of her arousal before saying. “I want to see them squeezing my cock.”
Keeping a tight hold on the shaft with her lips, Serena gave a nervous nod before cupping her hands under the weight of her breasts andlifted herself up a little to nuzzle the demon’s second dick between them. Not quite knowing how to proceed, she held the milky white orbs together and started to move up and down, creating a steady rhythm that mirrored the motions of her lips on its counterpart.

“Oh…That is a good girl. Service my cocks with your big tits and slutty mouth.” The Demon hissed, her red eyes narrowing with excitement as she began to rock her hips in time with the girl’s motions. “Mmmm…They’re so slippery and smooth, no wonder you Sailor Sluts wear such revealing uniforms. I bet you just dream every night of one of us Youma rapping your tits like this.”
“No! That’s no tur…” Serena tried to protest, but her cry died as the demon forced her mouth back down onto the shaft and she was forced to resume her actions. It wouldn’t be long now, she could practically feel the phalluses buzz with energy against her skin and the thought of this creature’s climax sent a hot surge through her body that spurred her on.
Both capture and captive moaned as the Princess worked with a fevered passion to bring the demon to climax. Like a pair of diamonds, her rosy red nipples teasingly rubbed over the Youma’s thighs as she swirled her tongue around its length, sucking the rigid flesh hard while pumping the second between her full cleavage.
“Oh Fuck! Your mouth is so tight…yea swallow all my cock you little slut.” Clawed fingers tightened their hold on her blond locks and forced Serena to take more of the demon’s thick phallus down her throat as the Youma’s hips bucked with a fresh intensity. “Yea that’s it! Take all my cock down your throat as I cum; let me see the look in your eyes as I blow my load inside that slutty mouth!” The demon hissed while giving the princess’s head a sharp to tilt to make her look up. Drinking in the fiery desire that clouded the girl’s cerulean orbs, the creature suddenly found herself surrendering to the wall of pleasure that had been forming within her abdomen. “By the Negaverse! I’m cumming Sailor Slut! Oh I’m cumming in your mouth and on your tits!”
Hearing the demon’s announcement, Serena tried to prepare herself for what was about to come but the moment the hot seed exploded forth; she lost any thought that was in left her head. She could feel the second phallus erupting against her skin; bathing her creamy complexion in the burning fluid and making her aroused breasts tingle with excitement as she greedily drank down the thick syrupy fluid that burst from the first in great mouthfuls. Nothing, not even the most wonderful of ice creams, could taste as exquisite as this essence and she continued to suck the phallus clean even after the demon’s arousals had ceased their eruptions.
“Hhhmmmm…That’s enough of that my pet.” The demon whispered, her clawed hand being deceivingly gentle as it ushered the Princess to relinquish her hold on the still erect appendage. “Now it’s time for the fucking to begin.”
Horrified, Serena tried to pull away but the air was suddenly filled with the sounds of movement as the two tails came from out of nowhere to coil about her arms and hoisted her up to the creature’s eye level. Kicking her legs out, she tried to escape the creatures hold but the Youma merely smirked as the blows landed harmlessly enough across her taught stomach and abdomen. Using her tails to keep the Sailor Scout under control, she reached out and grabbed the girl’s flawless thighs before pulling them aside to revel the blonde’s most secret of places.
“No! Don’t look down there you pervert!” Serena cried, trying to close her legs but try as she might, she was unable to fight the Demon’s much greater strength. She could feel the heat of the monster’s gaze burning across her skin as it looked at her like a wolf staring down a helpless bunny and shame lit her skin a bright red as she felt just where it was looking. However, that was not all she felt burning within her and as the predatory look continued to travel lower, a different sort of fire was set alight within her core. “No! Please…Let me go.”
“My look at how wet you’ve gotten from sucking on my cock.” The demon whispered, ignoring the girl’s desperate words as she positioned herself between the spread legs. “So if you like my cocks so much, why don’t you welcome them into your slutty body like a good little whore?”
Unable to escape, the girl could only watch on in horror as the Youma positioned itself between her legs. She could feel the pressure of the two shafts pressing against both her lower entrances as the demon moved to penetrate her pure, virginal, body.
“NOOOO!” She cried whilst squirming as best she could as both shafts began entering her at once. Still slick with saliva and both weeping pre-cum, the phalluses were well lubricated but still meet much resistance as they pushed against Serena’s tight orifices and the teen could only whimper in distress as they forcefully invaded her body. “No…stop…it hurts…uh it hurts so much!”
It was a tight fit and bombarded by the mix of sensations, the Youma moaned in pleasure as the heads of her shafts pushed into the girl’s orifices.
“Your mouth may be saying no, but your body is truthful and it screams yes.” She said while tightening her grip on the girl’s tender pink skin and pushing even more of her arousal into the teen’s body.  “Besides, the hard parts aren’t even inside you yet.”
Fire and agony ripped through Serena in great explosions as both shafts stretched her unused holes to breaking point. She knew from overhearing the gossiping girl’s that so often clustered within the school’s hall that she needed to try to relax her body, but her body automatically tried to keep the invading masses out and she could feel tears welling up in the corners of her eyes as the action caused her more harm than good. She could just barely manage enough control to keep herself from screaming as the phalluses cut through her like a pair of blazing swords.
“No! If you keep doing this…I’ll die. I’ll die if you keep doing this!” The girl cried, unable to stop the flow of tears as she felt the last few, agonising, centimetres of the Youma’s shafts push into her body. Never before had she ever felt so full. She could feel them, both the long, thick columns of muscle that had pierced her purity and stolen her virtue. Yet goose bumps soon began to rise across her arms as, ever so slowly, her body started to relax and adjust to the presence of the organs inside her; turning pain into pleasure.
The Youma smirked as she noticed a subtle change in Serena’s squirming. No longer was the girl shaking but more rocking her hips; as if she was subconsciously trying to get more of the demon’s cocks inside of her without begging. Deciding to humour her, the demon took one hand off the girl’s thigh and wrapped it around her slender waist. With a significant tug, she dragged Serena down and captured her rosy nipples between her fangs while expertly rolling her hips. Surprised, Serena moaned out as a lustrous mix of pleasure and pain coursed through her body; but no words of protest emerged to ruin the moment.
Rolling the pert bud between her fangs, the Youma drew back, almost pulling her rigid shafts all the way from the girl before pushing back in with all the power her demonic form possessed. Crying out at the renewed penetration, Serena felt the bonds loosen and with fresh strength, she pulled herself free; but only so that she could wrap her arms around the demon and pull it tighter against her breast.

“Oh my god!” She moaned, arching her back in delight as she enjoyed the feeling of being filled while the demon’s hungry mouth feasted on her breasts. “Ugh…Please…F-Fuck me!”
“That’s a good Sailor Slut.” The demon said, her smile widening as the broken princess finally gave into her. “Give in to your desires and ride my cocks.”
The sensation made her mind swoon and with unflinching obedience, Serena embraced the demon tightly, a shiver running down her spine as she felt its sharp talons scratch her shapely buttocks from where it now held her waist. Desperate to feel more of the intoxicating cocktail, she started to slide up and down the creature’s cocks and moaned as she felt them moving inside her.
“Ah…Good! It’s so good!” She gasped as the feeling of the double penetration rocked her senses. It felt as if the demon was trying to rip her in two and letting out a deep moan, she savoured the sweet bliss that came from having two cocks in her at once. “Oh I never imagined something like this could fell so good…Oh Harder…Yes…Harder!”
“Oh what a feeling! You’re so much tighter than your friends.” The Youma goaded, controlling the tempo of the fuck by rolling her hips to meet the girl’s rapid tempo with heated thrusts. Nothing had ever felt as wonderful as this and she revelled in the feeling by using erratic, unpredictable motions that left the Princess delirious. Liquid desire was practically rolling down her hips and the wet sounds of their meeting hips echoed around the classroom, but the demon didn’t care as it just heightened the experience and encouraged her to go deeper…harder…faster.
When the monster seemed to kick things up a notch, Serena almost lost herself entirely. Her thighs flexed and her toes curled as the intense pleasure radiated through her and caused her hips to buck each time the phalluses were thrust inside her. Silent screams echoed from her parted lips as she tossed her head back and forth in throws of ecstasy and the world almost seemed to explode around her.
“Harder… please…fuck me harder!” she begged while desperately trying to hold onto some form of consciousness as she thrashed about wildly in her lovers’ arms. She was losing control however, and as the first ripples of orgasmic bliss hit her, all remnants of her self-control went flying straight out the window. “Oh I want more! Please fuck me with your cocks and make me climax!”
“Yea you like getting fucked by two cocks at once, don’t you Sailor Slut?” The demon asked, slamming her hips up even faster and drawing a fresh symphony of moans from the princess. The pressure of approaching release was building in her abdomen but she felt no need to stop her assault and continued to drive her appendages into the girl.

“Oh yea!” Serena screamed, her voice shaking beneath the pleasure of the demon’s actions. “Your…Your cocks! They are so amazing…Oh so hot…please keep fucking my butt and pussy! I’m so close…So close!” On the verge of release, her whole body felt like jelly and if it weren’t for the demon’s strong arms supporting her, she’d probably of collapsed into a fit of pleasure. Instead her breath came in short gasps the heat seemed to explode inside of her as the Youma jerk against her in an uncontrolled river of passion. The creature’s voluptuous form slammed against Serena with every thrust and she was so full that as their bodies met in such sweet ways; she couldn’t stop herself from crying out in delirium.
“That’s right Princess, cum for me.” The Youma demanded, her breath like a wash of fire that scorched over Serena’s skin and sent sparks of excitement down her spine. “Cum from being fucked in both your slutty holes, cum and bath my Youma cocks in you Sailor cum.”
Enticed by the forbidden words and driven on by the wonderful feelings that shot through her body, Serena could no longer fight her impending release. Blinding light obscured her vision as mini-tremors ripped through her like an earthquake, her inner-walls clamped down on the phalluses inside of them and soon the sounds of her own screams echoed in her ears. Pleasure beyond the heights of anything she had ever heard of swept through her being and it long until her body went limp, as the sensations grew too great for her to stand.
Seemingly floating on air, Serena lost all account of the world around her until suddenly her senses returned with a bang as she was drooped to the cold tiles of the classroom floor. Dazed by the fall, it took the teen a moment to see beyond the cloud that fogged her vision and notice the Youma standing over her. The creature’s look of seething rage sent a cold wash down the girl’s back and the glow of its blood red eyes made instinctively shuffle back in fear.
“You…You…” It whispered, barely able to form coherent words as it quite literally seethed with rage and shaking violently, the demon took a step forward while reaching for Serena with its talons outstretched. In that moment, confused and almost tearful with fright, the girl risked a look down as she tried to shy away. Having either not bothered or forgotten to summon its excuse for garments, the demon was standing naked before her and Serena could see that something was missing.
The two phalluses, that just moments ago had been driving her out of her mind with ecstasy, were missing. The skin where they had been was scorched and the only evidence that the organs had ever existed was a pair of spherical scars. It was almost as if the shafts had been melted.
“Look at what you’ve done to me.” The Youma growled, her voice quivering with rage as she approached Serena with a murderous look setting her gaze ablaze. The demon’s outstretched arm was barely a breath away from Serena’s neck now and the teen could feel the cold touch of its talons closing about her throat…
The words made Serena’s heart jump and the sight of the fiery spiral passing her ear before slamming into the Youma’s shoulder made her almost cry out with joy as she turned to see that both Sailor Mars and Mercury had regained consciousness. They were both naked and looked extremely dishevelled from their previous attacks but appeared focused on what they must do. In fact Serena couldn’t help wondering just how long her friends had been awake. Had they witnessed her violation? Or had she been spared the humiliation of having her two closest friends witness her being raped in the most vulgar fashion.
“Sailor Moon move!” Mar’s words abruptly woke Serena from her thoughts and realising that the nervous look hadn’t left the Priestess’s face, Serena turned her gaze back and saw to her horror that the attack hadn’t even injured the demon. With a snarl, the demon drew back its tails and was about to launch the projectiles when Sailor Moon dived to the left; allowing Mars to fire her attack again. The spiral smashed into the Youma’s stomach and made her stumble back just as the priestess released another, and then another.
After the fifth shot with still no demon’s demise, it was fair to Say Rei was getting annoyed and with no other tricks in mind, she turned back to Ami who had just pressed her right earring, causing her Mercury Goggles to appear across her eyes. Pulling the Super Computer from the tatter remnants of her Uniform, Mercury turned her attention back to the stunned Demon and waited for the devices to analyse the monster. By the time Sailor Moon had re-joined her comrades, the read out was just about complete.
“Her tails.” Ami finally stated, looking up at her friends as she closed the device. “Sailor Mars, you need to hit the tails with your attack; that’ll weaken it enough for Sailor Moon to finish it with one shot. But you must hit them both at the same time, otherwise it would be like attacking any other part of her body.”
‘Attack them both.’ Thought the priestess sardonically as she turned back to face the Youma. Having recovered from the barrage of blows, the demon looked furious and she was almost sure she could feel the energy radiating off her as it prepared to attack. Rei knew timing was everything and she took great care to be ready for the moment when it emerged.
“Eeerrrrr…I’ll get you!” The demon promised; her burning eyes livid with blood lust as she charged forward and without realising the scouts plan, she launched the lengths of her tails at the unmoving Rei. “Prepare to die you worthless Sailor Slut!”
For some moments it felt the world had begun to slow and Sailor Mars watched the Youma motions with the eye of an expert hunter. Having branched out behind the demon’s outstretched arms, the streamline limbs now came at her at an angle that promised the tails would meet just heartbeats before they struck her; much like the shape of a triangle, or an arrow head. Rei waited for that moment, her lips silently mouthing the words of her attack as she felt the energy gather in her fingertips. Then they were upon her and as the slick shafts filled the rang of her vision, she released the attack.
A scream of agony filled the Class room as the energy of Sailor Mars’s attack travelled through the Youma’s tails, turning them to ash as the heat grew too intense for them to bear and forcing the demon to her knees. Seeing her chance, Serena stepped up.
“Moon Tiara Action” She cried while reaching up and grasping the golden piece of jewellery between her thumb and forefinger and pulling it free. Watching as energy made it glow a bright yellow, she pun around and threw it at the Youma like a Frisbee. The attack hit the demon’s chest and with looks of sweet satisfaction on their faces, the three scouts watched as the Youma released a long scream before being consumed by a white light and turning to ash.
With the fighting done and the evil doers vanquished, the scouts hastily transformed back into their regular forms.
“Oh God!” Serena sighed, falling back into a chair as the battles exertions caught up with her and she was forced to get off her feet before she fell down. Blessedly the change in form had purified their bodies, fixing the scratches that she’d sustained from the demon’s claws and healing the soreness, but still she intended to take a nice hot bath the second she got home. “I can’t believe what just happened.”
“I know,” Rei agreed, slowly slipping to her knees as if she were about to prey. “Who would have thought Youma would be hiding in a school. We are going to have to be a lot more cautious from now on. Who knows where the enemy will be hiding next. What do you think Ami? Ami, are you even listening!”
Throughout all this Ami had remained standing, her mind lost on the conversation as she stared at two half-naked teenage boys that had been watching them since the Youma’s defeat. She’d noticed that Tai and Amano were conscious just after she’d transformed back into her school Uniform and so surprised was she that she hadn’t been able to form the words to warn her friends before they gave even more of the game away.

“Oh No!” Serena cried; having turned to her friend she could now see that they weren’t alone. Her cry alerted Rei and seeing the boy’s, they both jumped up.
“So these are the Sailor Scouts.” Tai whispered; his eyes alive with mischief as he took in the state of the classroom and the trio of girls. “I’d have never imagined the champions of justice could be school girls, let alone classmates of ours. Oh…I wonder how much the media would pay to learn of this?”
Hearing this, the girl’s tried to say something but they were a loss for words as to what. After all, what could they offer in exchange for the boys’ silence?
“Fortunately we are prepared to be generous and keep your secret but only so long as we get something in return.” Amano said before both he and Tai removed the last clothes that covered them and fixed the girls with knowing looks as they put their hands on their hips, standing before them as if they were the gods of Olympus. “So do we have a deal?” 
The End

Sweet Temptations: The Babysitter

Sweet Temptation: The Babysitter

There were times Richard Martin loved his life. He had everything most men nearing middle age could want. A beautiful wife. A young son. All his hair.

He still has his hair, but not all is at it seems. His idyllic life was turned upside down when he and his family were forced to move from their home in Bristol to a small Gloucester flat because of Richard’s new job and now he finds himself beset on all sides. However that is not the sum of his problems. When his new supervisor, a promiscuous bombshell more than ten years his junior, sets her sights on him, she is by no means subtle about her interest in him, no matter who might be watching.

But temptation comes in many forms, and Richard has recently found his eyes lingering on the woman from downstairs who babysits for them. Was it his imagination, or were her skirts getting shorter?

In this first volume in L.M. Mountford’s sizzling debut series: Sweet Temptations, a naughty babysitter sets out to seduce her man. No matter what his wife might think, this tempting little wench is determined to rock his world…


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